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Leng Yu got up and walked to Luo Xiaojing's side.

"Are you trying to say that this is a petiole?"

When the warm hand touched Luo Xiaojing's finger, he could clearly feel her body stiffen. Then with a "pa" sound, the pen in her mouth fell onto the carpet.

"Ah, yes."

Luo Xiaojing answered without thinking. At this moment, her tall figure moved behind her, a shadow blocking out the sunlight