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... n Danchen’s face went as red as a beetroot and snatched her panties off Qi Chenglin’s hand.
“Tidying up the wardrobe so that I can put mine in. Where else do you have in mind?” There was a faint curve to Qi Chenglin’s lips when he asked.
Not only Ruan Danchen’s cheeks, but her whole face extending to the neck turned red. She lowered her head to avoid his gaze and hurried past him. When she stood in front of the wardrobe, pondering ways to reorganize the closet, she noticed Qi Chengli ...
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