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In the morning, Jian Qingyan crawled out of bed with a sore body, but it was unknown when the man beside him had already left.

Looking at the torn clothes on the ground, which looked as if it was mocking him, Jian Qingyan laughed bitterly.

She lifted off the blanket and looked at the miserable state he was in. She remembered the man from last night, asking for it endlessly. In the end