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Zhong Xiaoyu sat on the sofa with a pout for a long time, sulking. She was very dissatisfied with Xiao Yi's unromantic attitude. After a while, the bathroom door opened and Xiao Yi walked out.

Seeing this fellow wrapped in her spare bath towel, Zhong Xiaoyu immediately glared at him, "Who allowed you to use my bath towel?"

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