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Yi Ren suddenly felt that the desert wind was so warm and cozy.

It brushed her face, soft and greasy.

Lord Wu repeated his name once more, "Xue."

His bright eyes drooped slightly, and with a kind of lazy expression, he cuddled together: "I wonder where this Lord Wu is going?"

"Fishing son of the sea." Lord Wu said.

Xue raised his eyes again, and asked with a little surprise in return