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Zhao Jing carefully walked forward, picked up a handkerchief, and gently rubbed Zhong Fu's back.

"Why are they so light? The cell is dark and damp, and my back is itching badly. Zhong Fu instructed, "You just ate so happily, why were you so useless when I needed you?"

Zhao Jing clenched his teeth, and started rubbing his teeth!

"It hurts, it hurts