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... een you in a day, are you angry with me?" The evil voice behind him followed him.
Di Fuyao rolled his eyes with him on his back, "What kind of stuff are you, worthy of my anger?"
Ye Zhongyuan didn't speak, but smiled like a breeze, bright and graceful.
She took a step, and he also took a step, and the two strolled in the courtyard one after the other.
The moonlight was falling and her slender shadow was reflected on the ground. Di Fuyao gla ...
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