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... to a quilt.
Looking at the wooden bucket filled with warm water, the little quilt instinctively felt frightened, and subconsciously hugged Yuwen Yin tightly, and even forgot the indignation he felt a while ago. He clung on Yuwen Yin’s neck, shoulders and waist with the four quilt corners in a fluster, and refused to enter the bucket no matter what.
–The quilt was already very clean, so there’s no need to wash! After washing, it will no longer be fluffy or soft. The body w ...
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