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... ut we’ve already—”
She subconsciously began to speak, but the words afterwards got abruptly stuck in her throat.
“Hmm? Already what…?”
Wen Xian’s slender, soft body just froze in place, as if she dared not move at all.
She clenched the rag in her hand, held her breath, and when she spoke again, she lightly coughed:
“WeChat… I don’t really use that much, not quite used to it. And, and we already have each other’s phone numbers, right… That, that should be e ...
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