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It was undeniable that Situ Lingling's gaze at this moment was extremely lethal.

Under her gaze, Xi Zhicheng felt cold from head to toe.

He coughed twice to boost his courage, still holding the comb firmly in his hand. He refused to let it go until he had thoroughly combed Situ Lingling's hair and tied a low ponytail around her hair. Then he put the comb down