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Qiao Shanshan raised her head and looked at her hand. A head of black and soft short hair appeared in her sight. Whose hair was this? It looked so familiar, could it be Bai Senyu's?

Her heart felt warm at the thought, as if it had been warmed by the sun.

She tilted her head and stared blankly at Bai Senyu's head. She kept smiling foolishly