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Sometimes, what you dread most is when the air suddenly falls silent.
Fu Yunshen withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.
He shifted his gaze and looked straight ahead again.
The car garage was scarcely populated, and the lighting was dim.
“Yaoyao, there was a mosquito on your face,” Fu Yunshen said nonchalantly, his tone as lazy as she was used to hearing, “I helped you shoo it away.”
Ying Zijin didn’t speak.
She reached ...
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