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... why his previous self had to organize such a drawer 001, who the **** could stand it.
Gu Sheng restrained his surging heart, turned his head to get iodine, and washed his face by the way.
Gu Sheng's back was wet, he simply took off his T-shirt, and then returned to Zhong Ning's side.
He took a cotton swab and dipped it in iodine, and wiped it on the scratches on Zhong Ning's neck.
Zhong Ning shrank his neck, pushed Gu Sheng and said.
"Don't... hurt~" ...
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