C195 You Have to Miss Me too

His accusation seemed to carry a tinge of grief.

Yu Se pursed her lips, "That's your problem."

How much he thought of her was his business.

"Then you must still miss me a lot."

"That's my business."

"Se, are you playing word games?"

"No no, I was just joking. Mo Jingyao, it's very late, I'm going to bed. Good night."

She was about to hang up.

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