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A trace of worry and guilt flickered across Pei Qianhao’s otherwise calm black pupils. He immediately lifted the quilt and pulled on Su Xi-er’s shoulder, moving her onto the bed. “You are injured; you can’t make large movements. The bleeding is probably because of my period.” Su Xi-er put her hands on the headboard, preparing to push herself up before ...

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