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Yu Xuanfeng was stunned for a moment. When he reacted, Qin Shiyu had already ran into the room with a smile.

He reached out his hand to touch the spot where Qin Shiyu kissed him. The feeling of his soft lips touching Qin Shiyu's door was still there. The light in his eyes dimmed.

"..."

Lan Feng and a few of his subordinates were roasting skewers at a barbecue stand on the street