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... p>Her little face was still hot, and her bare skin was almost pink. She no longer cried, but on her forehead, on the tip of her nose, on her temple ... there were dense sweat beads everywhere ...
She was lying on the bed, her little hand desperately pulling on her own clothes: "Hot, heat dying ..."
Fortunately, the clothes on her body should be made by Ziyunzong, which was unusually strong. She shook her little hand for a long time without tearing a seam. In a hurry, she cried agai ...
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