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... had changed his schedule at the last minute because of her coquettish words and was working overtime desperately. She was tired from the day before and had a very deep sleep that night. She slept comfortably until dawn.

She woke up in the warm bed and felt that she had been stretched from head to toe. When she turned around, she realized that her phone was dead.

Luo Ying was very confused. She didn’t remember using her phone much yesterday. How did it run out of battery so quick ...

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