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... ed her with an impassive face — one could almost describe his facial expression as hopeless.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
The little woman blushed prettily; even the skin behind her ears was red. She tilted her head and racked her brain, which reminded him so much of her failed attempt to recall a text she had memorized.
“I’m flirting with you, Mr. Idol!” An Xiaxia roared in her head.
It was all Momo’s fault! That script she had given An Xiaxia was so d ...
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