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Leng Wanxin was in the hotel, anxiously waiting for Feng Qinglang's arrival.
For this, she changed one outfit after another, wanting to greet him with her most beautiful appearance.
However, no matter what, she felt unsatisfied, always thinking something was wrong with the clothes or not good enough.
"Hehe—"
She looked at herself in the mirror and giggled, "Why does this feel just like a little girl meeting her first love? Oh wait, I am meeting my first love! Qinglang has always been my first love, never changed, hehe..."
She reached out and patted her face, her eyes curved with laughter.
The doorbell suddenly rang.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly threw on a random outfit and ran out to open the door.
Feng Qinglang stood outside the door.
He held a huge bouquet of red roses, wearing a blue suit, and smiled at her.
Leng Wanxin's heart pounded intensely like a girl in love for the first time, her cheeks quickly flushed with rosy redness.
