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Inside the supermarket, Slight Chill was absent-minded.

"I say, little comrade Slight Chill, what are you thinking about? You're still thinking about that kiss with Mr. Huo? " Mi Xia asked as he moved his head closer to her.

Slight Chill was embarrassed. She was indeed thinking about this.

If Mi Xia had not pushed the door open and came in, who knew how long she would have had to kiss with him