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Sheng Anxia really wanted to roar out like this, but her rationality was still there. She could only pick up the towel and with great difficulty, move towards the faintly visible figure in the mist.

No matter how slow she moved, she would be able to reach it sooner or later. In Sheng Anxia's line of sight, Gu Hanmo's figure was also becoming more and more clearly visible.

The wide bathtub