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... p> He revealed the forehead that was usually covered by messy bangs.

He looked very refreshing, bringing in a summer vibe as he entered.

Just by his appearance, no one could tell he was a super scholar buried in books.

Wei Rong gave the other girls a knowing look.

It meant that Jun Feifei definitely couldn’t resist.

As expected, as soon as Jun Feifei saw Zhuang Lan, her courage instantly vanished without a trace.

Like a deflated soda, only sweet, s ...

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