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The three of them continued to chat and laugh, and they became a sharp contrast to Ye Mo.


Ye Mo felt like he was discarded. He already knew he did wrong, but Liu was still acting a bit weird.


Time passed by very quickly. It couldn’t be slowed down even if one wanted. The evening arrived after they ate dinner, and bedtime arrived again.


According to the ...

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