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She walked to the center of the living room, squatted down, picked up a photo frame of the three of them together, and wiped the dust off it.

She stared at it for a long, long time.

"Guan Guan! We're out of wet wipes~"

The voice came from the bathroom.

"Okay, coming, I'll get them for you!"

The short-haired girl quickly placed the photo frame face down where it was, pulled out a pack of wet wipes from the living room storage cabinet, glanced at her face in the full-length mirror as she passed, and tried to squeeze out a smile.

When both had finished washing up, they lay side by side on the large bed in the master bedroom, and the "late-night girl talk" segment resumed.

This time, the topic was even more explosive.

"I'm telling you, I definitely bought the wrong shade of that Laperla."