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"No!"

Liang Jia's pale face was instantly covered in a layer of cold sweat.

When Zhou Xingchen saw this scene, his pupils constricted slightly. He immediately walked to Liang Jia's side and wiped her cold sweat with his large hands gently. His voice was hoarse and unconsciously tensed up: "What's wrong, did you have a nightmare?"

Liang Jia's palm was covered with sweat