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		  		Book3:WereMyDreamIs  (第38/1399页)
ssupmymakeup!”SheputthedogdowntothegroundandwalkedwithDimitritowardsherdthethreeofthemdroveaway.    Thehotsungraduallylostsomeofitsheatahsofcooircouldbefelt.ThemanwhoaskedaboutCharina’saddresssataloheshadeofatree,murmuring,“Emmanuel.Emmahat’snotabadnameshehasgivenme.”Hiseyeswereonadriedupdeadtreewithantsalloveritandthought,“Iwohatlittletreeisitchywithallthoseantscrawlingonit.”Thethoughtofitgigheitchofhisathletefeet.Heimmediatelytookoffhisshoesandsodrubbedthemoree,firsttherightfoot,thefoot;firstthebottomofhisfeetthenthefront.Alookofsatisfaappearedonhisfadthesly,ismilesoftenedhisfierdruthlessexpression.Hefoldedhisfeetintoayoga-likeposition,muchlikethatofthemonksduriation.Helikedthisposition,
		
				
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