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"Song Nan …" I threw the phone on the couch and reached for the prints. "What's going on?"

"What?" Song Nan also didn't understand. He lowered his head. If it was a human, they wouldn't be able to see his neck from such an angle. However, Song Nan wasn't a human, he was a ghost.

After seeing it, he lightly replied, "That's normal. I often have scratches on my back from your scratches