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... en the door closed and Wei Yu was long gone that the smile on her lips slowly faded.
She looked down at the scarf in her hand. It was still half-finished and not very well knitted. Compared to the scarf sold outside, the needlework was extremely crude. Although Wei Yu did not say if he liked it, he definitely did not hate it.
Recalling the redness at the edge of Wei Yu’s ear when he left just now… Pei Jiao’s eyes became even more determined.
The next day, Pei Jiao woke up ve ...
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