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'Ding ling ding ling'
Early in the morning, Xin Xiaoxiao was still asleep, disturbed by the ringing of the doorbell, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she opened the door.
As the door opened, a familiar slightly chubby figure came into view. She leaned against the door frame, looked at Xin Hailong, and lazily asked, "Why are you here so early, old man?"
"Qingyang got hurt saving you, and you're still at home sleeping in?"
Here we go, the thing she was worried about happened after all.
Xin Xiaoxiao pouted indifferently with an 'Oh,' then turned around, stretched lazily, and walked sluggishly inside.
Xin Hailong followed her inside, his eyes scanning the living room, noticing the instant noodle boxes, snack bags on the dining table, and clothes on the sofa.
He frowned, "Look at this place, it doesn't resemble a girl's home at all, it's just like..."
Words of scolding were on the tip of his tongue but he held them back as he realized something.
