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Lin Xiahua shot a glance at him before realizing that something was amiss with his position. His face flushed red little by little, "Then, put me down first."

Ming Jiang teased: What if I don't release him?

Lin Xiahua snorted, and then jumped down from the corner of Ming Jiang's arm.

The atmosphere in the room was very loving. Unbeknownst to him