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... to your own room to sleep."
Lu Lingche smoothly caught her, lifted her horizontally, and placed her on the bed, "Together, don’t make me go."
His tone carried a plea, inexplicably a bit pitiful.
Qiao Yin really wanted to sigh. In the past, she always felt pity for him, why did she still feel pity for him now?
Wasn’t she the pitiful one? When could she ever cure this habit of feeling sorry for and pitying him every now and then!
In the end, she hadn’t mana ...
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