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... er one’s cruelty and hid her neck in her clothes unconfidently, “Sangsang has a name.”
She was deadly earnest:
“My name is Ye Sang!”
Huo Yao leaned back in his chair sloppily and cast a sidelong glance at the little ball askance, smiled lightly, and suddenly had the interest in teasing her, “What’s your name?”
The little thing babbled, “Ye Sang!”
She dragged her cute voice, and the soft tone almost made Special Assistant Zhao’s nose bleed.
“Oh...” ...
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