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It felt surprisingly comfortable. So was that why everyone liked having their head patted? Jiang Yining quietly used the motion of drying her hair to mimic the way the man had rubbed her hair, secretly testing it out. Just as she was getting into it, her wrist was suddenly caught with perfect accuracy. The next second, she met the man’s dark, unapproachable eyes. Jiang Yining drew her hand back