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With both hands around my neck, Qin Rujiao stood on tiptoe and pouted as she kissed me.

Deep kiss.

After I let go of her, I pulled Qin Rujiao's hand and looked at her with a silly smile.

"Ru Jiao, you're so beautiful."

Unlike her usual tender and barbaric self, Qin Rujiao's white face was suffused with a faint blush.

She smiled, and the dimples looked charming