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The next day.

The next day.

Di Jintian slowly woke up, as if the wonderful and comfortable feeling from last night was still lingering in his heart. He could not help but look to the side.

The person beside her had already left, and only the warmth left on the pillow was proof of the girl's existence.

"I seem to have forgotten something yesterday?"

Di Jintian rubbed his temples. He felt that he had forgotten something, but he could not recall it at the moment.

Oh right, Yingluo

Ling 'er?

At that moment, di Jintian's face turned pale. He got up from the bed in a hurry and ran out of the door without even putting on his clothes.

How could he have forgotten about Ling 'er!

Yesterday, that brat had also drunk the bone soup. If he took the opportunity to take advantage of Ling 'er, then even if he killed himself, it would be difficult to make up for this mistake!

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