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"Rongrong, it's very late. Go to bed early." Murong Mingzhu, who was satisfied, looked at her with both expectation and uneasiness. That cautious look made Wen Jingrong hesitate, so she pretended not to see his hands and feet on the bed, yawned and lay down.

At first, there was some space between them, but soon after, Wen Jingrong, who was still half asleep, was gently pulled inward by him