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Ling Yixue struggled out of Li Xiuming's embrace as tears welled up in her eyes, "Brother Ming, why is there a lipstick on your face?"

Li Xiuming's heart tightened. Lipstick imprint? Did Ye You Ran leave them here? He had never thought of this. Perhaps he was too nervous at the time, or perhaps he had been careless. And now …

Li Xiuming looked at Ling Yixue, who was already in tears