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ontinued to rub her palms and soles of her feet. Lin Meng huddled in Rong Ling's arms like a little girl, her face flushed, humming softly at times. If not for Rong Ling's dark expression, one might t... another. Finally, the car stopped at the riverbank. By this time, it had been raining cats and dogs. The raindrops beat on the car windows, splashing drops of water.The taxi driver, Xiao Yi, looked a...