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Que Sanlang said smilingly, but he did not look at Ye Shuang, he lowered his eyes and looked at the small hand that was grabbing onto his collar.

The white pigeon loosened its grip on Ye Zichen's sleeve, and brushed away the wrinkles on Ye Zichen's collar for him, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Who is this lady?" Ye Shuang's gaze fell on her, her face still carrying a light smile