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... nched and half-dried, wrapped a bath towel around his waist and carried a drowsy Yue Qiao out.
During this hour and a half, they hadn’t spoken much. That phrase "I love you," for some reason, Zhou Yicen suddenly couldn’t muster the words. For the first time, he fixated on the coldness in Yue Qiao’s eyes, the slight aloofness preventing him from speaking carelessly.
Carrying the exhausted Yue Qiao out of the bathroom, he gently placed her on the bed, then returned to the bathroom ...
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