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Zuo Mingyue, "..."

Zuo Zhaoyang stared at Yan Shuo for a long time. When he thought about how he had sat in Phoenix Feather Palace and thought about how he would die today, he suddenly felt that it was extremely funny.

The corners of his lips curled up as he thought about it.

This was the first time he saw her smile. The smile went straight to the depths of her eyes