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Bo Wenyu's entire body went numb, and a layer of cold sweat formed on her back. Wu Ying laughed, sinister and vulgar, and reached out to yank at her clothes. With one sharp tear, her top ripped open, exposing her pale skin. Bo Wenyu grabbed his hand and bit down without thinking. Wu Ying snarled and swung his other arm, slapping her hard across the face