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ck, easing the ache she always carried, he reached out with his other hand, taking hers and pulling it toward his thighs. She was a little dazed until the man leaned down, starting to gently blow hot...ead hung low and a despondent look on his face. As soon as he saw Rong Ling, his eyes welled up, and he looked away. The little guy was defeated, but not so much that he would cling to Rong Ling's leg...