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... softness of his palm still made his movements pause for a moment. Then he was reluctant to take back his hand.
The fingertips inadvertently brushed her fingers, and the soft and delicate touch felt like a current on his fingertips.
Yan Huai'an looked dim, adjusted his mood, and his voice flowed like a clear spring. "Sorry, I'm sorry to ask you to come here on Saturday."
"Don't say that, this is my job." Yu Zi smiled generously.
She has always been grateful to Yan Hua ...
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