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Just as Lin Feng was in a daze, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Lin Feng quickly pulled up his blanket and laid down, then closed his eyes.

However, Lin Feng had just dirty Mu Qingxue's quilt. Although it was not intentional, but it was because of her, so even if she had cleaned it up, there was still a kind of unease in her heart.

"Creak."

Mu Qingxue pushed open the door and entered