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... next second, Pei Muchan's eyelids fluttered uncontrollably twice, and a strange sour sensation rushed from her chest to the crown of her head.
Her nose nearly turned sour, almost embarrassingly instinctively making a sound.
Thankfully, she managed to hold it back.
His hand was a bit hot, his palm large. There wasn't much flesh, and his knuckles were distinct. Now, they were almost interlaced with each of her fingers, the gaps fitting perfectly.
She could feel the ...
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