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... on’s phone screen curiously.
On the screen, 70% of the photo was black.
Jiang Zhihan glanced at the lights on the deck. At the same time, the smile in his eyes deepened as he asked, “What are you doing?”
“I’m-”
Song Qingyou suddenly raised her head and switched off her phone, trying to cover it up.
“I wanted to take a photo of the sunset just now, but 1 didn’t have time.”
“Ahem, we haven’t gone to our rooms yet, how about-”
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