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Zhao Jing didn't know what the Dongfang Weiming was thinking at the moment, but he reached out his hand and scratched the tip of her nose, as if he was the most intimate of people, and also like a type of silent love. He looked at her with a puzzled expression, but beyond that emotion, it seemed as if his expression was one of coldness. Zhao Jing really could not understand, when their eyes met