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After a while, Luo Yi Yi also came downstairs in her nightgown. She patted her sore waist and yawned again. This look of tiredness was in stark contrast to the vigor she felt toward the heavens.

To be so tired so early in the morning, how could he allow others to live? Luo Yiyi pursed her lips and looked at the culprit, but he was reading the newspaper with a radiant face