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... ching a West Highland Terrier in one arm, fast asleep.
The position made it difficult to place a thermometer, so she simply picked up a digital one and scanned his forehead.
38.7°C.
She sighed and pressed a cooling patch onto his forehead.
But Pei Buxian suddenly caught the hem of her clothes, murmuring deliriously, "Chuchu, don't go..."
Qiao Chuchu chuckled softly, gently placing his hand back down.
Pei Buxian was always like this when he had a fe ...
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