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Qiao Yanran reached out her hand to pinch his face, and her slightly cold hand reached out to the collar of his shirt.

Gu Ting shuddered.

He reached out his hand to hold Qiao Yanran's disorderly hand, and his face turned even redder. The dream from before flashed through his mind as he coaxed her, "Good girl, there are too many people here."

Qiao Yanran