Lost, left behind again...

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"The wound is a little deep..." Xia Yimo wiped her lips and said that when she looked up, she met Longyaochen's deep gaze. Suddenly, she found that her actions had gone too far. "You need to dress up!"

Longyaochen indifferently pulled back his hand, the eagle's eyes drooping slightly, and his face was as if nothing had happened. Such a wound was nothing to him. His eyes lifted slightly and he looked at Xia Yimo indifferently and said, "No hindrance, eat!" The tone of the command was cold and thin, and there was no deep thought.

Xia Yimo bit her lower lip and sat opposite....