Outside the window, snowflakes are slowly falling, and they are spreading...
When their eyes met, Zheng Yueliang felt lightning and thunder, and an ominous premonition came over her. She vaguely felt that something was about to change...
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"Sister, are you okay?" The young man blinked.
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The man stared at her with his bright eyes, but she did not dare to look directly at him.
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Others called her cheap, but if Liang Cheng went to bed with someone else, she would help wash the sheets...
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