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When the boy heard the word "water," he felt like his throat was smoking.

It was a hot day, full of arguments and sweats, and it was the middle of the afternoon, and the sun was so hot that it felt like it was baking him like a dried fish.

He wanted to ask Su Wenxi for a glass of water, but he hated her and refused to open his mouth. However, hearing the sound of Dan Zhu swallowing water