The door of the president’s room opened a small slit.
Julian looked up coldly, and was about to speak angrily, but saw a head sticking out of the crack in the door.
The waterfall-like long hair spread out behind him.
On his small ivory face, his eyes were smiling crescent, and he bit his lip and looked at him.
The iceberg melted in an instant.
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