Chapter 17 : Rainfall and Red Umbrellas
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Duan Ling’s eyelashes, damp from the rain, appeared long and delicate. He lowered his gaze to look at Lin Ting, whose face was drenched by the rain. Her burning palm…
Duan Ling’s eyelashes, damp from the rain, appeared long and delicate. He lowered his gaze to look at Lin Ting, whose face was drenched by the rain. Her burning palm…