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Lin Ange changed her clothes and came out of the washroom. Lu Yiyao held her hair in his hands.

Although it was a simple ponytail, this was the first time he had tied a girl's hair. The way he did it was unfamiliar.

Luckily, Lin Ange's hair was smooth and black. When it was done, she was barely able to see through it.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a knock at the door