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... nnian sat beside her, casually resting an arm on the back of the sofa behind her, his cold eyes silently watching her from the side.
The faint scent of mint from him wafted over, like someone’s tranquilizer.
Jin Jumo, feeling a bit anxious on the way here, slowly calmed down at this moment, holding the water cup, turning to look at Mu Qinnian.
Mu Qinnian’s usually cold-cornered lips slightly curved up into a smile, his deep cold eyes softened, "Go ahead, what is it?"
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