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江晚吟 ([personal profile] qingxinling) wrote 2023-12-14 04:01 am (UTC)

Jiang Wanyin spreads his hands wide. Sandu glints in the sun; Zidian finishes wrapping around his wrist. "What the fuck do you think?" he asks.

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