Song Yixi's fingers were soft, the temperature of his fingertips was slightly cool, and he squinted comfortably in the warm time domain. He leaned towards her, the weight of an adult man, Song Yixi couldn't hold it anymore, she held his shoulder: "Shiyu, can you go, let's go to the room." "In the room?

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