Her back was full of bruises. Although scabs were slowly forming, there was no guarantee that the wounds would not split open when they came in contact with water. Moreover, she was so delicate. As long as Zhao Zhan thought of her crying out in pain, he wished that he was the one who fell from the top of the mountain.
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The Rough Hunter’s Little Lucky Wife
General · Tender Candy
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