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On the carriage, Bo Chu was sitting on pins and needles.

The little fool on the left was an innocent little fool. Did he have to hold her hand and ask this, to ask that, and to the right was the gaze of the needle-like Lu Yuli. When the little fool's hand was on her arm, he would affectionately and sincerely remove his hand from her arm and, with a smile that wasn't a smile