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... she muttered under her breath.

But still gave a sigh.

"I don't know just what is it that these kids are hiding from us, but I hope it's not troublesome."

She then turned towards the bed and closed her eyes while switching the lamps off.

Right now, she could not help but feel a little warmer in the room than usual.

It had been so many days since they had been staying in this room, but it was the first time that she was feeling so warm.

But it was n ...

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