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Bind your husband and train him.
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Categories: pass through
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"Raw, you are mine." Cold words, cold eyes, cold hands sliding across that warm face. "And death?" A simple and clear voice, but with a compelling enchantment. "Death? Without my permission, do you dare?" A shallow smile, but it made that cold face bloom with splendor. The warm and cool fingertips that stopped at the neck but made people feel a piercing cold. Ice Mist, the gangster big sister who traveled through a thousand years...