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Mo Chongyan returned to the bedroom in silence, and Tan Yushi turned her back to the door. The long, even breathing indicated that the master was sleeping soundly. The corners of Mo Chongyan's lips curled up into a faint smile.

Mo Chongyan could only feel the endless pressure off his body when he returned to Tan Yushi's side. To Mo Chongyan, Tan Yulong was like a speck of light in the darkness