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... ed. He took his phone and looked at it, but his wet hair started to drip…Soon, the bedside was drenched by the water droplets that dripped down…
Su Ruowan could only get up slavishly and run to the bathroom to get a dry towel. She got on the bed and half-knelt behind him to dry his hair.
Jing Muchen’s brows furrowed as he looked at Han Zhen’s messages.
“Brother, you’ve started using WeChat?”
“Brother, is that you on WeChat? Or is my little nephew secretly playing ...
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