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The man’s voice responded lazily, "Mmm..."
While Qiao Ruoxin massaged the man’s temples, she asked, "Do you have to go to the banquet? Why not go home to sleep instead?"
Mo Chen slowly opened his dark eyes, grasped her slender wrist, pulled her around in front of the sofa, and drew her into his embrace.
He held her as if she was a pillow.
The man’s deep voice resonated next to her ear, "I can’t push it off, it’s the Lu Family’s celebration banquet."
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