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... >“Really?” Song Chuyi put his hands in his pockets as he walked down the stairs step by step. His gaze was like a sharp sword.
Huang Hui subconsciously took a few steps back and her pupils shifted badly.
“Chuyi, what are you doing in the middle of the night?” Song Chulang’s voice suddenly came from upstairs. His tall silhouette was enveloped in the shadows in the hallway, emitting an indescribable sense of suppression.
Song Chuyi turned his head back and said to Hua ...
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