
Shen Yian Song Lin
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Shen Yian also noticed Song Lin's deep gaze, nervously pursed her lips. It was this tiny gesture that caused Song Lin to slowly approach her.,She couldn't help but lick her lips, inexplicably thinking about what had just happened.,Suddenly, Song Lin's grip tightened abruptly. The next second, her forehead ached and burned.。