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Feng Qinglang was dreaming at this moment, dreaming that he was kissing a woman...
He couldn't see who that woman was.
Upon waking up, he opened his eyes to see it was actually Leng Wanxin.
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His heart stirred, but he still pushed her away, pulled the quilt over himself, and closed his eyes without saying a word.
Leng Wanxin was abruptly pushed away, and the surge of passion was instantly like being doused with a basin of cold water.
