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... s guarding him, he has to get up and cut off the **** bumps on his wrists every two hours.
This repeatedly, tossed unknowingly to dawn.
Fan Qingyao looked at the man's wrist again, and he was relieved when he saw that the speed of blood pimples had obviously begun to slow down.
Turning around to go out, he saw Baili Fengming who was about to go downstairs.
The four eyes face each other.
Fan Qingyao rarely took the initiative to step forward and asked, "Lea ...
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