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... er echoed in the air.
Ji Wei sat there, letting the man dry her hair. Mo Qian’s slender fingers ran through her soft locks, his expression gentle yet unusually serious.
It wasn’t the first time Mo Qian had dried her hair, but Ji Wei’s heart still fluttered uncontrollably, as if something was filling it to the brim.
When the hair dryer was turned off, the bedroom instantly fell silent.
Ji Wei instinctively stood up. As her gaze lifted, it collided straight into Mo ...
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