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... If I like someone, I kiss them,” Ning Xiaoyao had been born as a genetically evolved human being with loose moral standards. Her reply was powerful enough to leave an impression. People in the apocalypse greeted each other with kisses as a form of hello. They did goodbye kisses as well. Happy times were marked with celebratory kisses, while tragedies were consoled by comforting ones. What was the big deal?
“Like?” Lou Zigui asked again. He lived in a time and age where matchmakers paired ...
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