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... > “You can’t play anymore, let’s play next time, okay? First, let’s dry your hair, alright?”

Lily took off her wet clothes and threw them aside.

For convenience, she simply threw on a loose white T-shirt and walked to the bed to pick up Ben, ready to dry his hair.

Before blow-drying, she took a towel and gently dried his hair a bit.

While dabbing the towel, she asked worriedly, “Ben, you haven’t gone home all night. Won’t your family be worried?”

Such a yo ...

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