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er face, her arms, she gritted her teeth. She should have turned back and kicked them both just now.After a shower, wrapped in his bathrobe, and wearing nothing else, he was so warm that he felt like...a mistress. Could it be that both the people in your plays and real life are someone else's mistresses"Nuan warmed her brows, she was no longer as impulsive as she once was. Hearing this, she still fe...