But this time, he would not let go again. ...
"What sounds familiar?" Yuan Hui suddenly leaned close to Di Yao, startling her.
"N-nothing..." Di Yao pushed Yuan Hui away, reached out, and picked a grape from Yuan Hui's bunch to eat.
Ah, so sour...
After eating the grape, Di Yao felt her hands sticky, so she got up to wash them.
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