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"I'm also wearing quite a few clothes." Jiang Wanbai touched his own sleeve and then Chi Qingxing's sleeve and finally let out a sigh. Perhaps there was someone who was not afraid of the cold and was born with a small stove.

Just like her, she clearly wasn't the fate of Pure Yin, but was just afraid of the cold. Qing Zhu wasn't the fate of Pure Yang, and wasn't that afraid of the cold