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"Cold, cold." While Gong Haolan was unconscious, he kept talking about the cold. Min Xuanling covered Gong Haolan with all her clothes, but it still didn't work and hugged Gong Haolan in her arms as if she had made up her mind.

"Don't say that I earned your money. Do you think that you're the one who thinks I'm thinking? You're really troublesome." Min Xuanling hugged Gong Haolan with a headache