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There was a faint scent of blood in the air, and the man was sensitive to it. He loosened his grip on her chin and moved it onto the thin blanket.

With a sudden wave of his hand, the girl's exquisite figure appeared in front of him. Qing Feng was a bit embarrassed. He gently closed his eyes and turned his face away from her, not looking at her burning gaze.

Her hands turned cold