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It was already early in the morning when Shangjun went home

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It's already

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He gently pushed

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Bedroom door

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�Dark

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and

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� Under irradiation

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�Xia Chun leaned against the head of the bed

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�Little head crooked

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Sleep

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It's

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She still holds it

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cell phone

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�Microcondensation�

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Eyebrow

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disturbed

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He felt unconsciously again.

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�Let your feet lightly walk to the bed

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�Hand

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Want to gently lay her flat

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�But big hands are tough

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Meet her

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She woke up

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�Gentleman

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�You are back

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�Bai Zihang is fine

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It's sweet
To be continued...