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But his little princess didn't like him.

"Ah Chen, don't be like this ?" Seeing that Yin Yuchen was angry, Zhao Xinyue reached out her slender hands and grabbed onto the corner of his clothes. A pair of eyes were covered by a layer of mist, and the tip of her nose was slightly red.

"Sorry, I was too impulsive." Zhao Xinyue's wet eyes pulled Yin Yuchen back to reality