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die young
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Meeting him for the first time, she raised her eyebrows and eyed him, "Tch, that's good looking." "Thanks for the compliment." He thanked politely, gesturing to where she was, "But this seems to be my bed." The second time they met, he was in the shower and she stared for a long time before finally whistling and commenting, "Living color." "Thanks." He lowered his eyebrows like a little daughter-in-law and smiled, then counted down the time of the approaching pursuers, "Ten, nine, eight, seven ......" He, the owner of the black store, the rescuer of her life, the escaping partner, and the enemy king. Yet her closest relative said, "Kill him." Who entered the trap designed by whom? Who fell into whose carefully woven love net? The thirty-six stratagems take turns to pass. Who will win the war between the untamed wildcat and the dark fox?