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... tissue, she suddenly jumped nervously.
She turned to look at the young man and quickly said, “I—”
“You what? My darling girlfriend? Or should I say the bed mate I picked up from the streets?”
The young man’s playful voice was mellow and rich, like a C major note played on a cello. It carried the sort of charm that could stir a girl’s heart.
Song Yuanxi immediately turned scarlet. She clenched her fists tightly and an expression of shame crossed her face.
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