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htly as he continued 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,...ied these two words with a bow, bending down to do a standard ninety-degree bow.This was a very solemn expression of gratitude, touching many present. Those from Pang Ching's camp, having received gu...