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Little Rich Son brought Jin Weiwei out of the cell and successfully took a bath.

"Why haven't I seen you cover my hair before? Say, did you cover for the little girl somewhere? "

At this time, Jin Weiwei was only wearing a slightly thicker coat, his long hair was drenched and hung down his back, and there were still one or two strands of hair that flipped between Little Rich Son's fingers