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"Lan, are you blushing?" With a surprised expression, Feng Hen looked at the slightly flushed Yun Lan. His Lan'er was actually blushing.

"Shouldn't I be blushing?" Staring at Windscar Yan Ye, Yun Lan sat on the stone chair. It seemed like she wouldn't be able to soak in the medicinal spring in the next few days.

Feng Hen sat beside Yun Lan at night, looking at the girl under the moonlight