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Wen Jiu tilted his head slightly, and looked at him with eyes that were as black as ink, "Aren't you afraid that I would tell royal father all these?"
"What are you afraid of?" Xie Heng smiled as he lifted a strand of Wen Jiu's hair and gently caressed it with his fingertip. Then, he said as a matter of fact, "If you are so devoted to me
