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... and was painfully squeezed by him, she lowered her eyelashes gently, and said lightly, "Shen Yue, don't you hate stalkers the most? Don't you make yourself look like that, okay?"
Sadness and pain solidified between his brows, his usually indifferent eyes were blurred, the tip of his nose was sore, and tears welled up in his eyes, flowing to the corners of his mouth and digging into his mouth, salty, he pursed his lips, shook his head, and said to himself, " I don't believe it, I don't bel ...
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