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Lin Ange, who seemed to have forgotten her emotions, suddenly woke up and let go of Lu Yiyao's hand. She leaned on his chest and gave him a light push.

Her porcelain like neck was scalded with a layer of bright color.

Lu Yiyao, who didn't enjoy himself, slowly withdrew his lips and caressed Lin Ange's burning lips as if there was no one around.

"Lu Yiyao …"

Lin Ange called out to him softly