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... taken aback. This girl couldn't possibly be delirious, he wasn't the object of her affection, was he?
Luo Ning was as if aflame. Her face was flushed, her eyes tightly shut, but she was clinging to him and wouldn't let go. She whispered, "Brother Lin, I like you."
Cold sweat ran down Lin Wanrong's body. This young miss didn't seem to be joking. Oh no, he had unintentionally charmed another woman related to him. How was he going to explain this to little Luo?
Luo Ning's b ...
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