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... to wake Ou Jue.
Instead, she gently placed a kiss on Ou Jue’s forehead.
No, strictly speaking, it was a kiss on his jet-black short hair.
A few locks of hair fell against his brow, lightly brushing it, carrying a certain casual handsomeness.
At that moment, Ou Jue’s phone on the coffee table suddenly began to ring.
Qiao Qianmo froze, her entire body stiffening in place.
Ou Jue abruptly opened his cold, sharp eyes, immediately catching sight of the ...
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