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Fu Xingchen's face turned crimson from the kiss, and when he answered the phone, she lay down.

With her eyes closed, she could faintly hear his magnetic, pleasant voice, but there seemed to be a hint of impatience in his pleasant voice.

The call seemed to go on for a long time, until the side of the bed collapsed and he fell into a warm embrace.

In a daze he whispered in her ear