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However, very quickly, Shen Yujing wanted to take back what she had said before. She longed for love, but she absolutely did not desire the attachment of that love – the feather duster.

Seeing her mother walk out of the inner room with a feather duster in her hand, Shen Yujing's body involuntarily retreated a little.

She had never enjoyed this before, but she had seen others enjoy it