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... king briskly in front, having escaped the ordeal of cooking.
Qi Mo's steps were a little heavy, with his hands behind his back.
He looked like an old cadre, half a step behind her.
Qi Mo lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the shadow she cast stretched out by the street lamp.
There was a fleeting bleakness deep in his eyes.
Just from her back, you could see she was in high spirits at this moment.
Such a lively and vivacious her.
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