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... g happened. Puzzled, he opened his eyes.
He saw An Yan holding a frying pan with a somewhat amused expression, “Who said I was going to kill you?”
“Huh?” The assassin thought he must have heard wrong.
At this moment, Xue An stood up from the couch and said indifferently, “Alright Yan’er, stop playing around!”
An Yan let out a bored sigh, “So boring, just when I was getting into it, you gave up!”
With that, An Yan left on her own accord.
Xue An walk ...
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