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... hrown these clothes away, whether new or old, good or bad. However, he didn’t think these clothes were suitable for Ziya.
Chen Jiahang handed Lin Ziya his shirt.
However, when he turned around and was ready to leave, a pair of slender hands suddenly appeared around his waist.
Lin Ziya encircled his waist, hugged him tightly, attaching her half face to the man’s straight back.
“Shaoqian… stay with me.”
Lin Ziya’s voice was a bit hoarse. It seemed ...
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