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Leaning on his underclassman’s waist which moved smoothly as if there was no wind, Lu Jincheng once again deeply appreciated the precision of ancient wording.
He supported the drowsy Mou Keyan, leaving the private room and slowly moving along the corridor.
Underclassman’s starry eyes slightly narrowed, her entire body leaning on the man, not pondering whether she was heading out or walking in the wrong direction.
Even the waiters by the roadside would only give ...
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