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... p>Xia Rong's head was fluffy, his eyes were half open, and he was sleepy sitting on the bed, answering the phone with one hand, and holding the same sleepy cat under his palm.
"... Sister Yi, I know, let's go wash and wash ... Okay ... you pick me up at the hotel at eight o'clock ..."
Hanging up the phone, Xia Rong yawned, and his cat seemed to be infected by him. He yawned after opening his mouth, and a bubble popped from a small fang. Come here.
"Are you so cute?" Xia Rong ...
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