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ooked very small at this time, curled up like a kitten. The thin blanket couldn't cover her graceful figure, and between every fold, it revealed the beauty and tenderness of the woman.The black hair,...hen something warm slid slowly over his hand."Rong Ling, don't be too good to me!" Otherwise, she was afraid she would become addicted, she would…A muffled voice, accompanied by sniffles, came from un...