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“Older Brother…” Yin Shuiling held out a fair and dainty little hand and clasped his fingertip on her jaw.
“Muchen.” Yilin opened the door and burst in.
Seeing the man and girl on the desk, Yilin’s smile faded. She stood at the door and shrugged. “Sorry…”
Seeing that Sister Yilin had arrived, Yin Shuiling let go of Yin Muchen’s hand. Yin Muchen looked at her and also let go of her jaw. He stood up straight and put his hands in his trouser pockets. His black gaze swept to Yi ...
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