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Chapter 7 Fellow Taoist, why are you using my dirty clothes?(2/2)

"You know a lot about wool! We just met, why did you become mine?" Chen Chu almost fainted from anger.

Zhong Xiaotian sighed, her delicate face instantly cast a shadow, she said in a pitiful tone:

"Are you going to give up after all? You scumbag!"

"..."

"There is a gap!"

Before she finished speaking, she leaned down and was about to dig in.

Results.

"Ah...wait a minute!"

This unexpected move made Chen Chunan panic for a moment, and he subconsciously reached out to stop him.

"Tear~"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Chunan suddenly had a warm object in his hand.

It's soft, smooth, and fragrant. If you feel it carefully, you can still feel the residual warmth on it.

Zhong Xiaotian's movements froze. She looked at the object in Chen Chunan's hand in surprise, and then looked down at her Yima Pingchuan.

Well, I can still see the insteps without any hindrance.

It's just that my chest feels a little chilly.

Through Zhong Xiaotian's reaction, Chen Chunan also vaguely realized what was in his hand. He stretched out his hand stiffly, and then slowly spread it out.

Then I heard Zhong Xiaotian’s cold voice without any emotion:
Chapter completed!
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