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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Two: The Late Stage(2/2)

Candlelight always illuminates the entire room.

The frown between her brows was a source of confusion. The moment she closed the door, she wanted to look for his figure, but even though everything was in sight, she had to do nothing more.

If he had never come, how could he have left only this candle? When he was alone, he would only light one candle in the house.

This is his habit when he is alone. Naturally, he is the only one and no one else in the world has this eating habit.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at the scroll on the table, out of curiosity. As soon as he stepped forward, he looked around at everything he left behind. He must have just left in a hurry, otherwise he would be like this again.

Place it as you wish.

Just when her eyes were about to look at his strokes in the scroll, she suddenly heard the door and saw him resolutely appear in front of her. At that moment, she wanted to go forward and walk to him.

In front of him, but for some reason his sleeve knocked over the material on his side, destroying the paved scroll.

After seeing the situation, Murong Haochen worriedly hugged her body into his arms. His eyes had been staring at her just now, but when he saw her looking so panicked, he hugged her without hesitation.

"What happened to make you so panicked?"

Hearing this, Ye Yilan looked at the horrific scroll with her peripheral vision and felt extremely annoyed.
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