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Wei Ai Ye, by the middle of the dance, there were already people leaving. By 10 o'clock, it was almost done. There were only a few people walking back and forth in the hall.

In the room on the seventh floor, Han Xian had showered and came out wrapped in only a towel.

The man put away his mobile phone, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, then went forward to hug her