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Luo Miao frowned fiercely.
He put the towel firmly on his forehead, ready to pull the hand off his neck.
Still not moving.
He loosened himself first.
Humbled Sheng Xun.
Suddenly I felt a grassy fragrance penetrate my nose.
Subconsciously panicked.
He quickly retracted his hand and kept murmuring in his mouth.
It's too small, even if Luo Mio got close, he still couldn't hear it clearly.
He wanted to close his ears to listen ...
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