The Princess and the Bridegroom: the Real and Fake Groom, Stumbling Upon People's Hearts
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I groaned in frustration. A cold wet handkerchief was placed on my forehead. It's so uncomfortable. I want to reach out and pick it. But those warm hands stopped me. I held on to those hands. Such warmth makes me feel at ease. Later I found that the chest where the hands were connected was warmer. So acting on instinct, I got into the warm chest. At night, half asleep and half awake, I opened my eyes. The person in front of me was covered with a black scarf. I can't see it clearly. I raised my hand and pulled off the eyesore. Unexpectedly, there was a fair and handsome face hidden under the scarf. The eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened open the moment I pulled them away. "Princess, you..." My dizzy head had no time to think. Instead, he followed his heart and stretched out his hand to pinch the handsome face in front of him. He also complimented me by the way: "Little brother, you are so good-looking."
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