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... her, holding a cup of coffee. The aroma of the coffee filled the air, rich and fragrant. He heard her words and looked at her with a half-smile, saying, "There’s a carpet here. How am I supposed to make noise when I walk?"
Song Qiao glanced at the carpet beneath her feet and suddenly felt awkwardly trapped, inexplicably embarrassed.
Seeing Chu Munan heading directly to the living room, she followed behind him, her head lowered like a child who had done something wrong, silent. ...
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