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"Chengcheng, I …"

Chen Yan wanted to explain to the neuro-sensitive male lead.

"Enough, stop talking. Go back to your room and sleep."

Lu Chengcheng turned over and lied with his back to Chen Yan.

His tone was very cold.

However, only he himself knew that when he saw those sweet kissing photos of Chen Yan and another woman, his hands and feet instantly turned cold.

Chen Yan frowned