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... ng Si Nan up with one arm under his back and the other under his knees. Carrying him into the bathroom, Zhou Rong placed Si Nan in the shower stall and picked up the showerhead, spraying Si Nan’s face with the ice cold water of winter.
“Ahh... Ahh!”
Si Nan naturally opposed it, struggling and twisting about for over ten seconds. Finally, he swatted the showerhead away, shouting, “Get the hell out!”
He was entirely drenched, his skin gleaming from the water. However, his e ...
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