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had, something he couldn't believe had become true so quickly.He was still trembling, afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would shatter this precious gem, the warmth...Warmth lowered her head, her fi...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."f muscular man you see in magazines—his slightly bulging chest and abs held a kind of ruggedly handsome beauty, like they were brimming with power. It was a beauty that any man would appreciate.Water...