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ble, with more people came more lively conversation, and there were fewer worries about what to say. Because Ah Yi and Lin Meng, as well as Xiao Youyou, had basically gotten to know each other well.... other. Her face looked very red, as if all the blood was boiling beneath her skin. He touched it and felt a slight warmth. Her forehead was already wet with sweat, her bangs soft and plastered to her...