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He nodded casually and threw Xia Yanqing, who was on his back, onto the bed.

The extremely elastic bed bounced Xia Yanqing up. She frowned and pulled the blanket under her body, wrapped it around her body, smacked her lips a few times, and found a suitable place to sleep.

The even breathing sound immediately echoed throughout the entire room.

Xu Zhongkai pointed outside. Xia Baolan nodded