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Bo Yunshen pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and held it between his lips.
Qin Yinyin was still there, and he didn’t plan to smoke.
But the craving hit him, and the faint tobacco scent lingered around his nose, giving Bo Yunshen a feeling of slight satisfaction.
He took out his phone, opened the contacts, quickly found Qin Yan’s number, and dialed her almost without thinking.
The first time, Qin Yan didn’t answer.
Bo Yunshen’s face ...
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