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Her soft hair faintly fell onto Zhuang Shilee's face, caressing his cold heart. Smelling the faint fragrance from her body, his heart suddenly throbbed inexplicably, as if he wanted to forever have her.

Perhaps she was enchanted by his low voice, but her small hands were wrapped around his neck. She was in a trance as she mumbled to herself.

"Forever …" "Forever?"

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