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... g should be the one holding the helm.
Song Chuyi watched as his wife sat beside him, spacing out without talking, her pretty face blushed increasingly, and he knew immediately that she was thinking about something she shouldn’t be thinking about. He chided her. “What kind of messy things are you thinking about again?”
Changqing pouted. “I wasn’t thinking about anything. I just haven’t really gotten my mind around it. How’s that possible? No matter what, Brother Shaobin isn’t ...
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