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... ree o'clock.

She is going to Munich by plane.

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When Jiang Shu got up, Wen Yao was already sitting in the living room reading.

She was sitting in a corner of the sofa in her school uniform, her long ink-like hair hanging down beside her ears.

The aunt made breakfast and called the two of them over.

She seems to have become familiar with Wen Yao.

Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao sat at the dining table.

Wen Yao chewed the food in his mouth quietly, ...

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