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... s to prove things than making promises.
Yan Qin was buried in Lin Sui's neck fossa, Lin Sui was forced to hold her head high, and the water mist in her eyes quickly fell into beads.
Outside the door, Zhao Yu was still patting the door one after another.
After a moment, he leaned against the door and slid to the ground.
Zhao Yu was too lazy to move, and was still humming and calling Lin Sui to come out to play.
"Is it my illusion...this door...how to move..." ...
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