d at his teasing. How could this man so easily say such things! She didn't know how to answer, nor did she want to. Frowning, she went straight to the point, asking suspiciously: "Wu Shengnan's matte...re weeping in the dead of night.She struggled to get up from the bed, the ripping pain in her lower body making her scalp tingle. Her eyes darted down and landed on her dreadful lower half, and the bl...
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