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Fu Xingchen accidentally knocked his head on his chest.

"Ugh …"

She couldn't help but let out a stuffy groan, only feeling as if a golden star had appeared in front of her eyes.

Tang YiJue furrowed his brows and pulled away from her. His slender hands caressed her forehead as he asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

Hearing his worried tone, Fu Xingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry