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... hness,” Leng Yu Yan almost stuttered, “what did you do to me?”
Because of her movements, the cloth piece on her forehead had fallen off.
Ye Yiheng lowered his head to look at her hand: “Shouldn’t you be asking yourself that question?”
Leng Yu Yan quickly withdrew her hand, which had been touching his skin, touched her burning forehead, and realized she must have been delirious not to sort out what was primary and secondary.
It seemed her hand had touched him, so, ...
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