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... settled between the like a sheer blanket that was rather flimsy.
Suddenly, Li Xinyuan had lost some of his glum mood, the clouds of gloom that floated around him dispersed as he slowly covered his eyes with one hand and tipped his head back, a smile on his face. A slow and deep chuckle bubbled up his throat as his shoulders shook, long curtains of raven locks flowed down his back, pooling around his waist as he let out a laughter.
The sound of it resonated in the wild, the reverb ...
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