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... crete floor, his tender skin bursting with blood.
Pushed and even fell, Jing Zhao didn't stand up immediately, but sat on the ground, looked at his broken palms, then at Xiao Ran, pouted and didn't speak.
Xiao Ran frowned, he didn't use much effort at all, he glanced at her, his eyes quickly slid across the red part of her palm.
It's just a broken skin, Xiao Ran looked back indifferently, and didn't intend to care about it, he was about to leave.
After only two steps, ...
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