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He was also happy that he was praised now, so he put down the bronze mirror, walked to the small tree, picked one, and prepared to insert it into Ximen Qingfeng's hair, just like himself. However, because it wasn't tall enough, he couldn't even tiptoe to touch Ximen Qingfeng's forehead. He could only give up. Raising Ximen Qingfeng's hand, he placed the flower in his palm, "In, out, in