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Lin Yi tilted his head slightly, somewhat incredulously looking at the beauty in his arms; he stepped forward to close the door behind them and walked towards the desk, still cradling Lin Jingyue.
However, Lin Yi didn’t put her down. Instead, he twisted his body, using Lin Jingyue’s dangling legs to sweep the brush, inkstone, and memorials from the desk.
"Ancestral Patriarch, are we doing it on the desk?"
Lin Jingyue looked at Lin Yi, her face flushin ...
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