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Su Yuhan's pale white skin was dyed in a thick red color. Her wet hair was stuck to her forehead and sweat was dripping down her head.

"Come, I'll carry you."

Qiao Yanran brought over a handkerchief and lightly wiped the sweat off her face.

Su Yuhan took a step back subconsciously.

After his rebirth, he hated the touch of his wife's master, so he unconsciously distanced himself from her