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... ants whispered softly, unable to make sense of it.
She had chosen to sleep on the couch, yet she was covered with a blanket. She recognized that blanket, it was from the young master’s bedroom.
With the young master’s temperament of not sharing anything with anyone, not even the second miss could touch his belongings.
Yet now, the young master’s blanket was on her, which was odd.
So, it must be that this young lady had a peculiar habit of liking to sleep on the co ...
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