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"Not far."

Lu Yiyao's sharp lips fell on her forehead as he kissed her.

A cool breeze assaulted her, and for some reason, Lin Ange felt at ease. Even the soreness on her forehead was reduced by a bit.

She seemed to be attached to Lu Yiyao's embrace.

At some point in time, he even had a greedy desire to own it.

But very quickly, reason would bring her back to reality