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At Qin Linming's home.

Jin'ge looked up at the man above her, his handsome, enlarged face thin and determined, like an ancient Greek sculpture. Sweat moved slightly in response to his wild movements, finally dripping from his angular face onto hers.

This man was so handsome.

Jin'ge thought in this way.

I really want to sleep for a while longer.

Forget it, don't even think about sleeping