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“Brain got fried, eh?” Mo Fei said with a sneer, but her hoarse voice failed to sound cold.
Qian Yikun petted her forehead and said, “Indeed, the fever has gotten to your head.” As Qian Yikun spoke, he reached out and touched her forehead in a circular motion, making her close her eyes. “Take a nap.”
Mo Fei, “…”
Had this man gone mental?
When the car arrived at B City, it was already evening. Mo Fei’s fever seemed to have ...
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