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... re his eyes.
But the Destructive Witch’s smile wasn’t as gentle as Miss Jianzhu’s, nor did it possess the mature softness of a mother’s.
Xia Feng immediately snapped out of his reverie, his expression calm, confused, "What’s the problem?"
He Jianzhu didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she let Xia Feng hold her tight, and then she took out a dark pencil to neatly twist her somewhat disheveled silver hair into a bun, revealing her fair swan neck.
After tidying her h ...
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