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The next morning, Huo Yiran was still asleep when Xiao Nian woke up. He had probably arrived in B City and did not have enough rest.

His hand, around her waist, was strong, and his breath was tickling on the side of her neck. The clothes were thrown aside, and she shifted and grabbed her sweater and put it on.

Turning his head back to look at his handsome angular face