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... refuse Chen Ying’s suggestion to send her. After getting on the bus, Chen Ying said that it would be fine for the big weekend. It is better to go to him. Mi Xi hesitated, the car had already started, and went in the direction of Chen Ying’s residence. Mi Xi sat for a while and finally said, "Well, I haven't gone back for a long time."

Chen Ying couldn't help but bend her mouth. She reached for her hand and squeezed it. No rejection and consent were two things, and he was happy that she ag ...

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