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The night was silent.

In front of the open window, two people were standing in the midst of a breeze. At this time, Su Xiao Jin's hair was already half dry. The young master Qiu Shan was afraid that she would be frozen, so he took the cloak and put it on her.

"Little Jin, can I take you to Hangzhou later?" Young Master Qiushan put his chin on Su Xiao Jin's shoulder and said lazily