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Huo Chenxi felt as if a mischievous hand was holding the softest feathers in the world, scratching at his heart. A warmth spread through his body, like walking barefoot in the desert of August, with a shimmering spring just ahead, making him desperate to rush forward and quench his thirst.,His throat bobbed, he turned his head, and a raspy voice came out: "Come in!",When Huo Shenxi pulled her crimson wedding veil off with a single hand, disdainfully flinging it aside and telling her she was now free, Su He, seeing herself in the full red bridal attire, flushed scarlet with shame. She dared not meet his gaze, her heart overflowing with gratitude.。