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Hsing Rushi, on the other hand, felt a bit more at ease without the ambiguous atmosphere.

"Put it on!" Though it may still look a little stained. "

After changing his clothes in front of Hsing Rushi, Lee Muran smiled without saying anything. His breath was filled with the fragrance of the laundry liquid, his firm chest was rubbing against his dry and hot clothes