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she mumbled, too ashamed to let anyone else hear her.Rong Ling lowered her head, a faint smirk playing at the corner of her mouth. "Are you sure!"Her obsidian eyes were so deep, like a vast universe,...ntleness like water. His tongue, usually fierce and relentless in its kisses, was surprisingly soft now. It merely grazed her lips, licking away the blood drop by delicate drop, as if afraid to cause...