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Elorie didn't know why she didn't choose to break the door and run away immediately, maybe it was because the other person looked very attractive?
"Here, your coffee."
Lin Qing placed a cup of steaming latte on the coffee table.
"Thank you..." Elorie stared at her figure from left to right, trying to discern her background.
"What's wrong?" Lin Qing put down the tray and sat cross-legged on the floor opposite her.
"N-nothing." The Angel turned her head a little awkwardly, "Your hair color... looks nice."
"Not bad, right? I like it too." Lin Qing brushed her bangs beside her forehead, "Color reflects mood, changing it often helps maintain happiness and well-being."
Elorie nodded, pity not everyone suits such bold colors. If she dyed her hair like that, she would definitely look like a high school dropout fool.
To maintain the image of an Angel, their every word and deed were taught by special etiquette teachers.
