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Mu Lan said, "Liang Liang is an idiot."

Mu Liang repeated, "Yes, yes. I am an idiot."

"Liang Liang is a bad boy." She complained.

He nodded and said, "I am a bad boy."

"Liang Liang is..." Mu Lan couldn't find anything else to complain. This man was too perfect.

She hit his chest weakly and said, "Don't be so good to me."

Mu Liang stopped stroking her hair. He had a sweet, gentle smile hanging on his lips. He said, "Then, maybe I should do this."

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