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The storybook in Meng Qianqian's hand fell onto the footstool in front of the bed.
Lu Lingxiao leaned forward, one knee resting beside Meng Qianqian's side, his hands gripping her wrists, pressing her lightly beneath him. His gaze burned as he stared at her.
Meng Qianqian lay calmly beneath him, looking at him without the slightest hint of resistance or struggle.
Lu Lingxiao said coldly, "You really are... obedient!"
Dressed in the thick clothing of winter, she always wore a cloak when going out. At first glance, she didn't appear as delicate as Wan'er. But at this very moment, as Lu Lingxiao held her slender wrists, he felt that they might break with just a little pressure.
When she first came to the Lu Family, he had actually seen her from afar.
She had been a plump little glutton back then. In the span of five years, she had become so thin...
