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Lu Yiyao combed Lin Ange's hair once again. He bent down, held the haircut and began to 'move'.

Kacha, kacha …

A very rhythmic sound resounded in the quiet space.

Lin Ange's limpid eyes stared unwaveringly at the mirror in front of her as warmth filled her heart.

At the corner of his eyes, there were tears of happiness.

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