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The warm breath sprinkled behind the ears, and gently brushed, but Xia Zhinian seemed to be scalded by the temperature. The voice of the boy nearby was clear, and he froze suddenly, his whole body tensed up, his heart stopped beating for a moment, the hairs all over his body stood up instantly, and he stuttered. "...W-what?" Yan Ci leaned over to look at him, looked down, his eyes were a little cold, and seeing his bloated hair, he let out a soft snort, and raised his hand to flatten him. "Why, I didn't speak clearly enough?" Xia Zhinian: "!!" The corners of Yan Ci's lips curled up into a smile, gentle and gentle to the point of being almost terrifying, he said in a gentle voice: "When the teaching downstairs saw me and Chu Qingjian, I left, and outside the cubicle, I found Chu Qingj
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