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As soon as his hand touched her back, it felt as if it had reached directly into the recesses of Miao Yin's heart.
It was as if across the placid surface of a lake, a goose's webbed foot gently glided, stirring, sending ripples widening in circles.
The battlefield of ripples spread, from small to large, from a single point, engulfing the entire surface of the lake.
So too did Miao Yin's heart ripple. Moreover, her heart was never calm to begin with.
The recent incident with Zhaxi Dele had already set off huge ripples within her.
But this time, facing Chu Dazhuang's "unintentional act", Miao Yin felt as if waves were surging in her heart, towering and unstoppable.
Yet Miao Yin had to restrain herself, she must keep control, she absolutely could not break the precepts directly.
"Much....."
Miao Yin's eyes were hazy, and what she uttered was completely out of sync with the thoughts in her head.
