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He seemed older than her by more than ten years, and he was indeed much older than her. "Ning'er, do you dislike me?"
Yan Wuzhan asked as he let go of a hand to hold her delicate hand.
"It's hard to say."
"Ning'er ~"
"Don't move, we're here!"
However, as soon as they arrived, the bandits who had stopped Yan Qimeng had already dispersed