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Xiaoyu covered her face, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks. "No, I didn't!"

"Sure, you didn't," Juchuan replied, his voice serious but his eyes full of amusement. As he spoke, he headed toward the door, eager to see Xiaoyu. It was a feeling reminiscent of young love, that constant desire to be close to someone.

"I really didn't!" Xiaoyu retorted, a bit flustered