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... ly scratched his cheek.
So, does that mean someone's coming to help?
"Rustle...rustle..."
"Yan Huan, someone's coming, meow!"
In his mind, a phantom voice suddenly sounded, causing Yan Huan's expression to change slightly.
He immediately grabbed Tong Yingying's hand, quickly scanning around, and looked at a wooden cabinet in the corner.
"Ryou, can you help cover us a bit, just stall for time if you can."
"Ah... alright... okay..."
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