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... esy when it came to interacting with others.


Shi Sui had guessed her intentions and felt his heart drop.


She really didn't care that much about him.


The loquat fruit tasted very sweet. Unsure if it was a psychological effect, but he felt his throat was more moisturized after swallowing it.


Xiang Yi originally planned to leave after delivering the fruits, but a rebellious notion suddenly surfaced.


She pursed her lips and softly said, "Senior. ...

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