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... Qingyin actually encouraged him in such a manner, and Luo Ziling was even more moved. He stared blankly at Yang Qingyin sitting opposite to him, forgetting to speak.
“What are you looking at? Is there a flower on my face?” Yang Qingyin, whose face reddened from Luo Ziling’s gaze, spat softly and then picked up her chopsticks to load a piece of meat into his mouth, “Hurry up and eat. After filling your stomach, we’ll go out for a stroll. You can talk to me about anything that’s on your m ...
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