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Within the crowd, Feng Ming had the same faint smile as usual, and his azure clothes covered up the youth's insolence, leaving behind only a trace of tranquility and beauty.

Feng Ming's gaze quickly landed on Su Qian Yue. Su Qian Yue wanted to greet him, but Jun Mo Li held her head down.

"Hey, what are you doing?" "Greet?"

Su Qian Yue raised her eyebrows and revealed a dissatisfied expression