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Lu Yiyao's lips did not stay on her forehead for too long, and he quickly withdrew himself. He turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Lin Ange looked at his proud and aloof back, her heart inexplicably tightened, and even felt a little sour. A thin layer of mist rose from her eyes.

This man always brought her peace of mind.

He wanted to get closer, but he couldn't