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“Brother?” Meng Tingting’s voice seemed to carry a chillingly demonic quality that made one’s scalp tingle upon hearing it.
Meng Hang was terrified, laying under the bed, involuntarily biting the back of his right hand to keep himself from making any noise, but his whole body wouldn’t stop shaking.
Meng Tingting stood in front of where he was lying for a while, then her feet began to turn as if she was preparing to look elsewhere.
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