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... ng leaned against the bed and picked up his phone to check if he had missed any important messages.
When Wen Yanqing sat down by the bed, Lin Gantang put down his phone and grabbed the hair dryer to dry his hair.
The short strands of hair passed through her fingertips, slightly damp.
After blowing his hair, Lin Gantang gave him a head massage and asked, “Does it hurt now?”
“It doesn’t hurt.”
“Tell me the truth.”
“It really doesn’t hurt, it’s not a ...
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