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"What's wrong?" Ling Ao Jing spoke lazily, his posture unchanging.

Look at her flustered little figure.

Ruan Mo turned his head around in envy and reached out his hand to shake him, "You're up. The sky is already bright."

"If it's bright, then it's bright. It's not like you can blacken it again." He reached out and hooked her back in his arms