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It was already mid-May, and the temperature in Jincheng was already around 20 degrees.

Even if his stomach was exposed, it wouldn't be cold.

Lu Shimo lay on her stomach, sensing the fetal reaction.

Suddenly, he raised his head. The man's cold expression carried a hint of surprise, "Just now, you kicked my face."

Mu Yu pinched his short hair and said, "CEO Lu, you're smiling so foolishly