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ion."Speak a little quieter.""Not ink…" Warmth lowered her voice."Lighter.""Not ink!" A warm breath, like a silken thread."Just a little softer.""...Not ink." She suddenly felt her voice was husky.I w...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！his own ways of coaxing her into it.When it came to this sort of thing, Ye Feimo was simply too good for Wen Nuan. He could say whatever he pleased, even using those pathetically sweet terms like “goo...