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"Mosquitoes!" Yan Qingyi's heart began to beat wildly, but her expression did not change, "Senior Brother, you have a mosquito on your face. Seriously, why are you not closing the window at all? This caused mosquitoes to appear all over the house, so what should we do at night? "
After muttering a few sentences, Yan Qingyi turned around.
Mu Chengnan had been petrified on the bed