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"Alright, I'm done wiping." Yao Shu put down the small brush in her hand and put it back in the fat box, coaxing him, "Look at how her sister wiped her mouth, there's no change. It doesn't seem to be."

As expected, Zhi carefully stared at Si's mouth. After a while, he found that other than the reflection from her mouth, there wasn't much difference. Thus, he heaved a sigh of relief