Right now, in Ansheng's room.
When Miaomiao sat on Ansheng's bed wearing loose, light-blue pajamas, he could no longer maintain his composure.
The young woman's eyes were clear and bright, her hands braced on the mattress, and her long hair draped softly over her shoulders as she smiled brightly at him. Seeing how flustered Ansheng was, not knowing where to cast his eyes, Miaomiao let out a soft chuckle, stood up, and walked right in front of him.
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