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... qing was panting lightly, her eyes spinning back rapidly, returning to their normal appearance.
Opposite her, Song Zhaoyu appeared even more fatigued.
She completely collapsed on the couch, drenched in sweat.
There were strands of hair sticking to her forehead, her eyes tightly shut, and beads of sweat on her nose.
Her cherry lips trembled slightly, as if going through a nightmare.
Taking a deep breath, Lian Yiqing stood up and opened the door.
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