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... utumn were always so warm that the windows were fogged up, not to mention that the air conditioner in the room was also on.
Murong Qiao met Huo Yichen’s gaze and suddenly had the urge to reach out and gently touch the glass.
To the left and right, a curved line was drawn. It was a simple smile.
When she finished the last stroke, Murong Qiao couldn’t help but laugh. When Huo Yichen saw this smile, he couldn’t help but lean over.
“President?” Ye Zhen looked over. ...
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