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... t ten metres away from Zhou, taking off her backpack, and retrieving her dry rations and water to eat.


Zhou Weiqing continued panting a while more, and he gradually caught his breath and his breathing grew uniform, he did not have any dry rations with him, and seeing Shangguan Bing’er eating and drinking, he couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, as he edged closer to her.


“Battalion Commander, I also want some.”


Shangguan Bing’er looked at that fellow’s greedy ...

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