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In the small house, Liu Qingning moved around like a busy little bee, occasionally offering a few cheerful and cute reminders in her clear voice.
The familiar voice, along with her familiar presence, filled Tang Song with a deep sense of happiness and joy in this unfamiliar city.
Back in high school, whenever they went out, Liu Qingning always thought things through, taking the initiative to take care of everything for him.
She was mature, rational, and extremely well-organized in everything she did.
9:40 PM.
Liu Qingning yawned and sat up from the sofa, "Alright, since you flew in today, you must be exhausted. Rest early, I'll go change into my pajamas."
As she was about to head to the master bedroom, she felt her wrist being grabbed.
Seeing her puzzled expression, Tang Song blinked and smiled, "How about sleeping in the guest room tonight? I just arrived in Shen City and feel a bit insecure. I'm afraid to sleep alone at night."
