
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.,Shen Yian was pulled to sit beside Song Lin, a hot egg placed on his forehead, it felt quite comfortable.,"Mm." Shen Yian took a breath and nodded, lowering her eyes, but she could clearly feel Song Lin looking at her.。