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... us.”
Bailuo grasped Inya’s hand and pulled it out from his chest.
“Cough, cough, cough.”
After coughing a few times and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, Bailuo finally caught his breath.
Seeing her brother in such a state, even the usually carefree Inya’s eyes brimmed with tears of anxiety: “Did I do this? Did I, did I hurt you like this, big brother?”
“It wasn’t you, it was my doing, it has nothing to do with you.”
Bailuo stroked the girl’ ...
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