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... dy with the tip of her nose, her restless heart was at peace for a moment.
Even if he was half a meter away from her, Jiang Ci was as restless as a fish out of water.
He couldn't live without her, it was in his genes.
It belongs exclusively to the nostalgia between them.
"Where is your hair, Qingqing?"
Jiang Ci pinched a strand of Cen Qing's shoulder-length short hair, his eyes filled with distress.
No, he has to find Qingqing's hair back.< ...
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