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Lin Jiayou just raised an eyebrow, his face the picture of composure, as if he had anticipated their encounter: "It's quite a coincidence, isn't it? Is it really hot?" He casually took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian took the tissues, touched the top of her head, and found a row of fine sweat beads had formed. She gave an awkward smile, pulled out a tissue, and wiped her forehead: "Yeah, it is a bit hot. I feel like having two ice creams."
Zhang Yun's face was also a bit flushed, either from embarrassment or shyness, but then she regained her composure and said to Luo Qianqian, "What flavor do you want? There's a good ice cream shop upstairs."
Qin Nuan couldn't help but laugh as she watched the two: "Qianqian, you go ahead and wait for me, I'll come find you in a bit." She finished speaking, patted her bottom, and walked away, as if afraid Luo Qianqian might follow her.
