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The girl was cold all over, and her forehead was covered in fine cold sweat, which soaked her hair.
She didn't even wear shoes, her fair feet just stepped on the cold marble floor.
Shen Hanyu raised his hand, gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said in a low voice, "Have a nightmare?"
At this point, he suddenly knocked on his door, obviously frightened, probably just having a nightmare.
Sang Qianqian buried his head in his chest and gave a ...
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