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... resolve his doubts, but when he heard Murong Qiao’s sleepy voice, he realized that the time he called was not right.
“What are you doing now?” he asked quickly, guiltily, pushing the questions aside in his mind.
“I just finished writing my drafts,” Murong Qiao said honestly.
Xian Yu looked at the time. It was already 11 p.m.
At home, Murong Qiao usually fell asleep at ten. Xian Yu was a little annoyed at himself for calling at this time, but he didn’t forget to u ...
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