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... out from under the pillow.
This was really a rarely seen imposition.
“I made a cup of juice, your favorite – mango juice.” Meng Ziqi walked into the room confidently, holding the cup in her hand.
“I thought we were clear. I want to rest. Take your juice and leave,” Qin Youxuan said, lying on the bed with her head propped up on her hands, ignoring Meng Ziqi’s goodwill.
She pulled the blanket over herself and closed her eyes.
The intent to see the guest out ...
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