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A cool breeze blew past, Mu Qingling's hair fluttered slightly.

"Rong Yin, what are you thinking about right now?"

Mu Qingling asked curiously.

Although she felt that the man had already relaxed quite a bit, he was still motionless and his breathing was even. If not for the fact that she was sitting beside him, she would have thought he had fallen asleep!

"Subordinate ?"

"Sigh