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... ian Anguo’s words, directly led Jian Ran back to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Jian Ran had truly cried herself into a little crying cat.
Her little appearance was so adorably pitiful that it made one unable to hold back a smile.
Gu Mochen gazed deeply at the woman in front of him, his thin lips curved up, and he pulled her into his embrace, coaxing her softly.
"Alright, little crying cat, don’t cry anymore."
"Mmm."
Jian Ran sniffled, and hearing Gu ...
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