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... ure could become so unbearable, no matter how gentle and affectionate Alexander Summers was at this moment, it all seemed like a poisoned dagger!
Alexander’s slender fingers picked up a small quail egg from the lunch box. He gently knocked it against the edge of the tea table, slowly peeled the shell, revealing the inner protein with a chocolate-colored pattern. 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖜𝔢𝔟𝖓𝖔𝔳𝔢𝔩.𝔠𝖔𝔪
“Purple, what kind of man do you like?” Alexander asked her casually, his tone light. ...
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