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Seeing Lu Yiyao's cold and arrogant attitude, Lin Ange didn't want to give him any face anymore. Her white teeth left a clear impression on his lips.

She raised her head and glared at him in anger.

"Lu Yiyao, you …"

"Mm, that's more like it."

Lu Yiyao pursed his lips and nodded.

"Eh …"

At this moment, Lin Ange couldn't help but suspect if the two of them were on the same channel