
Shen Yian Song Lin
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"Aren't you leaving yet Are you planning to go on camera like this tomorrow" Song Lin said impatiently.,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."。