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... each word and took a deep breath. “What are you doing?”
Murder?
The man stepped forward and snatched the towel from her hand. After the ice water ran away, it was unusually cold. Huo Yao reached out and quickly threw the towel back into the basin, then, he glared at Ye sang unceremoniously. “Little Brat, are you trying to murder me?”
Who had ever put a cold towel on someone’s head so early in the morning?
The little girl shook her little body, her eyes wide with c ...
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