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As he quietly laid on the bed, Yi Zheng's hair had already been completely untied, neatly placed behind his head. Yi Zheng, who did not open his eyes, looked so young and a little childish, not at all lacking in his usual serious expression.

A finger was constantly injecting immortal energy into his forehead. His pale face gradually turned red

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