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Her lips were cracked and dry, and the corners had begun to peel.

Xu Yimo's eyes flashed. He found a glass of water on the bedside table, found a cotton swab and dipped it in water, before carefully dropping it on Lin Xiahua's lips.

Looking at Lin Xiahua instinctively licking the few traces of water with her tongue, Xu Yimo did not realize that his gaze was so soft that it was outrageous