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The corner of Su Qingyue's mouth slightly curled up.

She lightly walked in front of Su Yan, ignored the latter's hateful gaze, and lightly lifted her chin with her white fingers.

Ye Zichen carefully observed her pores, while the fire behind Su Yan's back couldn't bear it anymore.

"You bitch!"

Su Yan couldn't stand it any longer and cursed loudly