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Although only the two of them were left behind at that time, she subconsciously still opened her mouth to relieve the awkwardness: "What a beautiful wreath."

Thus, Xue Jingyun gave her the garland and took a shortcut down the mountain.

Facing that shortcut, Xu Huanxi was really … Solemnly thanking Xue Jingyun's eighteen generations of ancestors