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Lin Ange was already up, barefoot on the carpet in front of the bed, tidying up the blankets.

"An An, put on your shoes."

Lu Yiyao threw his phone on the bedside table and went over to hold her hand.

"I'm fine …"

"What if it gets cold?"

Lu Yiyao pretended to be strict.

"I'm not that delicate."

Lin Ange pursed her lips and smiled faintly.

"Be careful