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... able under his stare, “Why…why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face? ”
As she spoke, she reached out to wipe her face.
Mo Shiting chuckled, “No. You’re very pretty. Let’s go.”
With these words, he took her hand, their fingers tightly interwoven.
The two left the tea house and headed towards the square.
The roaming singer at the square was still performing, and the crowd was slightly less.
The logo of the bridal shop opposi ...
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