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... o, hug me.”
Song Sinian slowly extended his hand and looked at her, his eyes downcast and filled with a hint of pity.
Without a second thought, Lu Zhaozhao shifted forward from her desk and reached out to hug Song Sinian standing beside her.
Due to the height of the desk, Song Sinian had to bend down to embrace her.
Lu Zhaozhao, with her neck tilted up resting on his shoulder, gently patted Song Sinian’s back, “Did something upsetting happen?”
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