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... d the thin silk was tightly stuck to the shoulders.
Lin Bozhou felt the wetness of his fingertips, and he frowned: "Did you finish washing? Dry yourself, or you will get a cold."
He put his hand on Meng Huan's back and gently hugged her. Meng Huan was thinking seriously, but was suddenly grabbed into his arms.
Leaning close to his arms, Lin Bozhou reached for a clean handkerchief, untied Meng Huan's shirt, and wiped it for him in an orderly manner.
Meng Huan tightly h ...
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