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... > At half past ten in the evening, Xu Lin called out to Ning Yuhuan in the room.
Ning Yuhuan responded playfully, put down the book in her hand, and casually turned off the light in the first-floor living room.
Only then did she hurry up the stairs.
She was wearing cotton slippers, so her footsteps had the distinctive sound of slippers, rhythmic and steady.
"Honey, are you done with your work?"
"All done."
"So early tonight?"
Ning Yuhuan th ...
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