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I pulled a pair of sweatpants from my duffel bag and limped into the bathroom.

After changing into pants, Zhou Qi poured some of the medicinal oil onto his palm. He sucked it into my lap and gently rubbed it. I never noticed that Zhou Qi was still wearing the same set of clothes. The clothes were still wet on her body, and they were translucent. One could see the color of her bra