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... lently walked towards the pharmacy.
Pei Yan massaged his brow and, feeling helpless, stepped forward and grabbed her arm. "Don’t buy it, I don’t need it."
She turned her face away, her gaze slowly moving downward, noticing that his hand was still tucked in his pocket.
Jiang Shuyao looked up and met the young man’s eyes quietly. "Take out your hand and let me see."
In the open air, the smell was much fainter, but her naturally sensitive nose could still detect a fa ...
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