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nable to see them clearly. All one could make out was her long, beautiful eyelashes, like a fine comb. They fluttered, resembling the wings of butterflies as they danced delicately, as if afraid of di...ng her shoulders, momentarily escaping his grasp. She reached out to pull her own hair back from the man's grip, feeling as if he was about to rip her scalp off!Da Han let out a loud, boisterous laugh...