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... uffle her hair, his touch as gentle as water: "Of course."
When he smiled, it was always pure and captivating.
It was almost three in the morning, and Qiao Xi couldn’t help but yawn.
Recording a program had left her with a sore back and aching waist, and she was ready to take a bath and go to sleep.
Thinking of Shen Dang still being here, it seemed too late to send him back, Qiao Xi was about to speak when she heard Shen Dang’s low, slow voice: "Then I’ll head bac ...
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