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... t when she looked down at her shoulder, she found it left with a lingering warmth, extremely scorching.
The warmth of a man’s palm.
He had just said, he trusts her.
In Mu Qianya’s heart, a warm current surged forth.
She tugged at her lips, who says assassins have no emotions?
Xiao Yu arrived at the scene of the incident when the night was at its darkest, the daylight was hidden without a trace, the sky void of even a sliver of starlight, gray and despair-i ...
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