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... ve a sense of oppression, and there was a sweltering heat in the air.
Su Qing sat on the toilet with a pale face, his legs trembling slightly, clenching a wad of toilet paper in his hands. With a flush, a part of himself was lost in the white waiting.
"Poison... poisonous woman!"
"This is poisoning, I’m going to report... report!" Su Qing said through gritted teeth.
He had been sitting on the toilet for more than two hours, but the pain in his stomach showed no si ...
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