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Jin'ge snuggled up to him and looked at Zhong Yanjing with a faint smile. When people are about to cry, she slowly lifted her hand and touched the corner of his eye, feeling satisfied and gratified. "I had wanted to …"

Red dress?

Did he want to?

What did he want?

However, Jin'ge did not say anything else.

There were some things that didn't need to be said, only needed to be imagined