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Hang Jin's expression was like that of a scoundrel. Jocelyn Jones threw a towel in his face, "If you want to clean, then wipe. If you don't, then just leave it like this. Who cares about you when you're such a big person."

"What a heartless woman!" Hang Jin took off the towel that covered his face, "Since you don't want to help me clean it, then don't. I'm just cold like this