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... s, and lowered his head casually.
Mo Zeyu walked over, half-bent down, and stared at her. She fluttered her eyes, avoiding his eyes like a dodge, her lips tightened, like a calm look, if she ignored her reddish corners.
Mo Zeyu raised his hand and wiped it gently, saying softly, "Crying again?"
Luo Ran's voice was stuffy: "No."
"His words, don't take it to heart ..."
"Is he wrong?"
Before Mo Zeyu's words were finished, she was interrupted by Luo Ranhong' ...
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