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"Un ?"

Zi Yan's arms naturally encircled around Zhang Han's neck. When she discovered this somewhat ambiguous action, Zi Yan's beautiful face reddened, and she hid her head in front of Zhang Han's chest.

"Haha."

Zhang Han laughed heartily and slid across the chair Zi Yan was sitting on.

At this time, Zi Yan's long hair was like a waterfall, cascading down vertically