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... and Lu Moqing’s terrible mood did not improve at all. In his mind, he saw Qiao Xu’s tender manner when she gently called a man baby, as if torturing his brain nerves.
He stood by the window, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. The bright and spacious floor-to-ceiling windows reflected his slender figure. His seemingly cold eyes were filled with lingering sorrow that had been suppressed for a long time.
His well-defined fingers skillfully pinched the stem of the wine glass, w ...
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