author:匿名
state:in the series
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Just as the atmosphere was about to ignite, Shen Yinan's phone rang. She jolted awake as if from a dream, whacking Song Lin on the forehead with a thud and standing up abruptly.,Suddenly, Song Lin's grip tightened abruptly. The next second, her forehead ached and burned.,Shen Yian looked up at him, "It's not dirty, I washed my face when I came back."。