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... hrough the windows and gently brushed the muslin, giving someone the illusion of him being simple and elegant like mist. He leisurely sat on the chair, his straight black hair illuminated. His sharp eyes were narrowed slightly, his thin sculpted lips pursed lightly. The silver mask hid that strict icy arrogance and loneliness that threatened to come out. Standing alone, he gave off a domineering disdain of the world. f𝚛e𝚎𝘄𝒆𝚋𝚗𝚘ѵ𝑒𝚕.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Chu Qing-Yan suddenly had the impulse to te ...
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