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After a long while, Nalan Yanyan finally laid her head down on the man's thigh, his pair of starry eyes staring straight at Chen Yufan. Although her body was still powerless, his face flushed red, but his eyes did not want to leave the familiar face. It was as if only by looking at him would she feel safe, and only by looking at him would she be able to stop thinking about him.

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