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The hot air was dense, and warm water wrapped around the petals to wash off the cold air.

Despite her black hair drifting about in the water, Gu Mingyan laid on the side of the bucket and fiddled with a small white cat the size of a palm. Gu Mingyan lay on the side of the bucket and fiddled with a small white cat the size of a palm.

Qiu Mei was rubbing her back for her