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"Wait!" Lin Xuemo took the handkerchief from Ye Qixuan's hand under his puzzled gaze.

Lin Xuemo looked at the handkerchief in her hand with a serious expression. She tossed and turned the towel in her hand for a while. The towel, which was originally warm, became completely cold after Lin Xuemo tossed and turned it.

"Is there a problem with this handkerchief?" Ye Qixuan asked curiously