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Slight Chill: "?" She doesn't mind.

Huo Subai turned his back to her and quickly put on his clothes.

Tang Bei stood outside the room and urged: "Mr. Huo, is it done?"

Huo Subai was pushed into his pants by his shirt, frowning: "What are you urging?"

There was no sound from outside. Slight Chill turned around and looked at him. His hair was still wet and his clothes were still unbuttoned