Ji Fanyin turned to Nunu behind him and said:

"Uh~ Isn't it there?"

Ruan Jiyue turned her head to look.

Feng Xiaoyao crossed the threshold wet, and cold droplets of water continued to drip down his cheeks, hair, and clothes.

Ruan Jiyue's face...

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