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After a while, Tang Xuenan, who was lying on the bed, looked at the man on the other side of the bed.

Maybe this was an old man and his wife.

Tang Xuenan recalled the scene when she first met Mo Bei. Both of them could be nervous sitting on the same bed for a long time. The ambiguous atmosphere was everywhere. And now, it was as natural as drinking water or eating food.

"Darling