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... eyes and stared at the handsome face that was right in front of her.

His eyebrows were especially clear, his feather-like eyelashes were lowered, and his peach blossom eyes were gentle and deep.

Under the dim yellow light, everything seemed extremely ambiguous.

Jiang Lingzhi came back to her senses and retreated a little.

She gulped and stuttered,”I, I think I’m a little sleepy. Let’s sleep.”

After saying this, she rubbed the corner of her lips with the b ...

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