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His hands were cold, as though he had just come back from the ice cellar. Sticking close to Liang Jia's pale white skin, the coldness was like ice, causing Liang Jia to stare at him, his eyes seemed as though they were shrouded in mist, staring blankly at Liang Jia's lips.
In a split-second, all the sounds suddenly rushed towards her. She heard someone talking
