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When Gu Xiaoran walked out of the yard in a pure white gauze dress with half dry hair, Zhan Chuyan was standing in the yard with his back facing the door, as if he had been waiting for her for a long time.

A faint blush appeared on her face. Gu Xiaoran felt a little uncomfortable and used her hands to move her hair. After confirming that she could see through her dressing, she asked softly