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... of wrinkles and had sparse eyebrows, the part of Shiroya’s memory that belonged to ” Shiroya ” inevitably came back to life.
“Grandpa.” master! Bai Ye called out softly, a subconscious attachment in his voice.
No matter which White Night she was, she would never be able to erase the love between the grandfather and the grandson. It was also a kind of blood-related, natural and intimate sentimentality.
“Your Highness, miss Bai.” Diwu qingke did not get too close.
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