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... if something was tickling her.

Xiao Bai immediately woke up, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Xiao Long's snake-like head and mischievous eyes, squinting at her with a silly grin.

"Haha! So you're ticklish!" Xiao Long exclaimed, as if he had discovered a secret, his face full of glee.

Unexpectedly, after a moment of surprise, Xiao Bai threw herself onto him.

"Ugh, Brother Xiao, I thought you wouldn't wake up!" Xiao Bai whimpered.

Xiao Bai's fur ...

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