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If it wasn't for the small amount of power in his hands, Xiao Rou wouldn't even glance at such a man.
The reason she put in such effort in bed was merely a principle of how Xiao Rou conducted herself.
Only when she put in the effort would others reciprocate with sincerity.
What Xiao Rou sought was simply an exchange of equivalents; she wouldn't easily give away her true feelings.
Soon, Yang Kun dialed Li Changlin's mobile phone.
The buzzing of the phone rang out, waking the two who were deeply engrossed in kissing.
Li Changlin felt somewhat embarrassed, and Qian Ziwei's face also showed shyness as they separated, only to find someone standing beside them.
That person was none other than Yang Liying, watching them with an amused expression on her face.
"Yang, Sister Yang," Qian Ziwei called out shyly, then quickly shifted to the side to let Yang Liying pass.
"Mhm, oh," Yang Liying came to her senses and hurriedly walked over, then sat down.
