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The night wind felt a little cold. Su Ruhan closed the window, and at the moment he turned around, he suddenly felt that Mu Xueshi's situation was a little abnormal. He quickly walked over and found that Mu Xueshi's hand was placed on his chest and the clothes on his chest had been crushed into a pile of rags.

"No …" Don't think about it... "Save me …" Mu Xueshi moaned unconsciously