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tly path, seemingly leading into the past, stood a woman, one who seemed to have stepped out of a painting.Her face, as white as jade, with a hint of alluring red, was truly the "white skin with rosy...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ of being stared down by a dangerous creature made him look serious too. His delicate lips were pursed tightly together, forming a straight line. The small hand placed beside him instantly clenched in...