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"Enough fighting?" Seeing the woman wiping her mucus and hitting him at the same time, Hwa Muyan's mouth twitched, but he tried hard not to resist.

"Why did you have to deal with me like this? If you hate me, then throw me out …" Only God knew when she saw that eighth degree, her heart had turned stiff and her mind was muddled. Even if she wasn't going to deal with him