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Bao Yao looked at her for a while with a frown before turning around and falling asleep.

He didn't want to care about her. This kind of woman was in his bed, thinking about other men. She could do whatever she liked.

"..."

Slight Chill woke up with a thin layer of breath of hot air around her neck.

It was the same as the crystal lamp of the butterfly that she had bought with her family