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... into his clothes, making him feel chilly.
In this snowy night, the turtleneck sweater Lu Qingye was wearing was very thin. He was not afraid of the severe cold. He opened his thin lips lightly and said with a bit of calmness and gentleness in his voice: "Start a video."
Lu Qingye had switched to a video call. During the few seconds he was waiting for Meng Chuyuan to answer, he raised his phone and was about to find a suitable angle.
Meng Chuyuan quickly opened the video ...
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