C1100 Conflict in His Heart

Maybe... Ye Zhiqiu curled up the corner of her lips. Maybe it was a rare relaxed tone.

She held her phone and laid on the bed, looking at this message. Her mood had a subtle change. She could not describe this change. But she clearly knew that she was happy because of his reply. She turned around again and leaned against the bed. She quickly edited the text and sent it over.

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