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The password for the gathering sounded. Jiang Qingyuan sat on the horse unwillingly. She was pulled back to the starting point by Yu Zhengxi.

It definitely wasn't an illusion. The way he looked at her was not the slightest bit inferior to the 'fervent' scene from that day.

Seeing that Jiang Qingyuan was a bit depressed, Yu Zhengxi couldn't help but reach out his hand and stroke her hair