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... feet onto the bed and pulled the quilt for her.

  Her hair fell down like a waterfall, covering most of her face, and because of her intentional angle, he couldn't see her expression.

  Only a dark light was turned on at the head of the bed, and he sat on the chair beside the bed for a while, looking deeply at the person who didn't know if he was asleep or not.

"Wen Hua," his thin lips moved, his mellow voice filled with a sense of security at night, "I didn't leave the inf ...

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