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... ing the door behind him.
Xu Qingyang curled his lip, thinking it was just the same old routine of taking off trousers before climbing into the kang bed—nothing he hadn’t seen before.
The furniture in the room was gradually increasing: an antique writing desk, an old-fashioned study, and tall bookshelves that were still empty. Ye Tian knew that Tang Su would eventually fill them with many thick volumes of books.
The white sofa was very comfortable, with no logos on it—prob ...
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