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Jiang Mujun only felt a chill on his lips as he looked into Lin Bei'er's smiling eyes. The layer of frost that hadn't melted for a long time had begun to crack and fade away.

There was only a hint of gentleness left …

Lin Pei'er took her hand away, and Jiang Mujun licked her lips where she had left. He then pecked her lightly, like a hen feeding a chicken with worms