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The warm wind is not as affectionate as you.
Think about these years, when I thought she was still a man, when I thought I was bent, I was willing to pay for this feeling. Later, I learned that she was a woman. For her dignity and what she wanted, I helped her keep the secret and slowly approached her step by step, for fear of scaring her. Chapter 1154: Wind Chimes in the South, Weighing Wood in the North (417) But what has she done all...
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