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... just come out of the bath, wearing a bathrobe, with her hair wet.
There was still a hint of shyness on her face, and her eyes were filled with expectation...
At this moment, Lin Dong thought of a line of poetry to describe her:
Nothing is as tender as her lowered gaze, shy like a lotus flower that cannot bear the cool breeze.
Lin Dong couldn’t help but stare a little.
"Dongzi, what are you staring at? Hurry up and take a bath..." Sister Bai Jue nudged Lin ...
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