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ess little lion, thrashing around in his arms. He wildly patted at his chest and mumbled incoherent curses like "Bad guy... bad person... I'll kill you," leaving Rong Ling increasingly gloomy. His fac...ntle haze of sleepiness and languor, utterly captivating. Her skin, flushed from a good night's sleep, glowed with a healthy rosy hue, like a perfectly ripe fruit. Yet, this beautiful little face exp...