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The air in the room was cold, but the bed was a warm spring color.

After a few low grunts, Su Yan cried and grabbed his arm. "It hurts."

Wen Heng raised his eyebrows in amusement and added a bit of force to his hand with a hint of malice in his heart. "You're in pain even like this? "Then what will you do in the future?"

Naturally, Su Yantou did not understand the meaning behind his words