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Compared to him, Hao Yan's hands were small.

It was white and soft, like a piece of silk. Almost the moment it fell into Qin Huainian's palm, it wrapped itself around him.

They walked hand in hand down the alley to the noodle shop.

Qin Huainian had already bought the old districts of this area. They were not demolished but refurbished and rebuilt