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Seeming to have sensed some movement around him, the dazed Yu Xiaoxiao moaned unwittingly, and then, moved closer to Qi Qingfeng. Her small head rubbed against Qi Qingfeng's chest for a comfortable position, and there was no movement.

Qi Qingfeng lifted his hand and touched the furry back of Yu Xiaoxiao's head, as though he was comforting a little kitten who had not stopped drinking milk.

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