
Shen Yian Song Lin
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author: 匿名
Song Lin looked at the woman in front of him. Her clear eyes, and her skin that flushed a faint red for a moment, made the freckles on her nose even more vivid.,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.,Shen Yian smiled and entered the kitchen, taking out the fifteen-minute boiled eggs.。