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... passed by and she sneezed. The person nearby looked over with a little worry, “You have a cold?”


“It shouldn’t be a cold, maybe someone is thinking of me.” Xia Yuqing rubbed her itchy nose and murmured.


Feng Tingye raised his eyebrows and his eyes sank slightly. When he was about to say something, he heard a low chuckle above his head: “I think some person didn’t know how to restrain themselves last night and tired you out. Junior Sister, is that right?”


“This vo ...

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