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Chapter 133 She regretted it, she shouldn't have boaste

    

Their fingertips brushed, and both felt an awkward flutter in their hearts. But neither showed it.Everyone was utterly perplexed, unable to detect any change in their expressions. Ginger even nonchal...hile before she spoke:Didn't I explain this before You could see me every day when you were in Kyoto.My mother died when I was young. My father kept me confined to the courtyard of our house. There's...