Shen Yian Song Lin
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Shen Yian stared at the face approaching his, forgetting to breathe for a moment.,Seeing this, she let out a giggle: “Should I... go boil an egg and knead it”,Shen Yian was pulled to sit beside Song Lin, a hot egg placed on his forehead, it felt quite comfortable.。