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Yue Ya covered her own small bag, pursing her lips into a faint smile.

It was the first time in a week that she had heard from him what men and women said to each other.

He was elated.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

She stared at his back. After hesitating for a while, she pursed her lips and walked forward, taking the initiative to take his hand.

Even Crescent Moon felt herself to be very unreserved