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Lu Yiyao's words overwhelmed Gong Nanling. The crease between his eyebrows became even deeper. He did not expect Lu Yiyao to make such a suggestion.

"What is it? It's not her you like? "

Lu Yiyao raised his eyebrows and asked lightly.

"Yes …" No... "We …"

Gong Nanling's heart tightened and his brain was in extreme pain. Stuttering