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Yu Se quietly sat in front of the dressing table.

In the mirror, the clock on the wall opposite her pointed at 22 o'clock sharp.

In the phone, she kept opening the dialog box with Mo Jingyao. There was not a single message.

He did not go home, nor did he leave any messages.

Perfume.

Exquisite makeup.

Sexy underwear.

Everything was on her body