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Reaching out his hand, he touched her chin, and with a tug, the human skin mask fell off, revealing Pei Ning's face.

Pei Ning was shocked, "What is this?"

"A human skin mask." Song Hantian shook his hand. It seemed like these people were plotting something. This meant that the one on the horse just now was indeed sticky and soft. But why did Sweetie follow that stranger?

Thinking of something