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The sun was shining and the spring was still the same.

Shang Yiqing went over and picked up the clothes one by one and put them on. She looked resentfully at Fang Zinan who was still sleeping soundly, there was a smile that was not a smile on her face. Then she pulled up her hair, exposing her long, even neck, and stretched out the window. Her long and slender neck still had some hair left on it