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The two mischievous little girls were lying face to face outside the bathroom. Their faces were flushed red, they were gasping for breath, and their eyes were covered in fog.

A coquettish murmur came from the bathroom. Even a fool would know what was going on inside.

The hand holding the phone trembled, and Peony lowered her head. Her slender neck was suffused with a red glow