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He saw that Fu Xin's face was so red that it seemed like blood would drip out. Her eyes became more gentle, and he did not tease her anymore.

Fu Xin raised her head, and stared at him fiercely, then started to talk about what happened that night again. Why did this man, before they had slept together, seem to her so gentle, so quiet, so dull, so prim?

Now, after his mask had been lifted