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egance, and temptation. 。He was a man who indulged in his desires, yet he had the face of an ascetic. When he put on his uniform, both men and women felt an irresistible urge to throw themselves at h...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."what they call a toastBai Xiwen watched with schadenfreude as Wen Nuann's face turned pale.A warm hand almost crushed the glass. Bai Xiwen said, “Warmth, raise your glass to Xiong Ge! Don't drink and...