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Jiang Yiyi smiled awkwardly.

He chose to seal his mouth.

Han Mu raised his eyebrows and gently pinched Jiang Liran's cheeks.

Then she smiled and took the initiative to hold her hand.

A strange temperature came from Han Mu Chen's body, making people a bit shy.

Jiang Liran subconsciously tried to withdraw his hand, but it was firmly gripped and there was no room for resistance