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... ooked at the tent in his hands, badly damaged, and turned his head to Huo Miao, who was sitting motionless on the ground, and said, "Miaomiao, come and give me a hand."
If they did not set up the tent properly soon, all three of them would have to sleep on the grass tonight.
Huo Miao frowned and stepped forward to help when a thought suddenly struck her.
The tents of Mu Mingxuan and Huo Ziheng were washed away by the sea on the first night they arrived at this desolate is ...
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