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"Mm …"

Lu Yiyao tightened the arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace. The two of them were so close to each other that there was almost no wind.

Lin Ange said timidly as she looked at his taut chin.

"What I mean is, compared to four years ago, you're much older …"

After she finished speaking, Lin Ange felt ashamed herself.

"Old Daoist?"

Lu Yiyao answered coldly.

"Yeah