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The temperature at night was much colder than during the day. Su Liuxia, wrapped in her clothes, rubbed her itchy nose and fiercely sneezed.
Ahh ~
Next to him, Song Yiming turned his head and asked, "Are you alright?"
"It's nothing. I think someone is missing me." Su Liuxia smiled sweetly.
Black lines appeared on Song Yiming's forehead