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In the bright room, a warm yellow light shone on the woman's small face. As she frowned, the fine fur on her forehead began to move, causing her face to look even more lively.

"Chang Ning, Chang Ning …" Wen Shuyue laid on the bed with her chin in her hands. Her delicate and pretty eyebrows gradually deepened as she muttered Chang Ning's name over and over again