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... ed relative to He Zhishu. He Zhishu has never been cold before. He hurts his tongue and is even more reluctant to speak. He resists Jiang Wenxu’s hug and kiss, and finally he has to go to the room to sleep.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Wenxu looked at the He Zhishu who was trying to pack things and wanted to stay in the room, and finally couldn't help but squint.

He Zhishu still does not speak, and the action does not stop.

"You haven't talked to me for a few days! I call ...

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