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Xu Qi 'an grabbed the neatly folded quilt and covered them, and the two continued to fight under the quilt.

Slowly, Luo Yuheng's resistance became weaker and weaker. At the end of the bed, a pair of fair and delicate little feet appeared, and then a pair of big feet pressed down on them.

As his little feet suddenly tensed up and the back of his feet bent like a bow, all of Luo Yuheng's struggles disappeared.

She clutched the bed sheets tightly with her red lips slightly open. She stared blankly at the curtains on the top of the bed, not moving an inch as if she had given up on herself.

After an unknown period of time, the kid who had taken advantage of her seemed to be dissatisfied with the current situation and said shamelessly, "

"State preceptor, come, turn over."

"Xu Qi. an, don't go too far ..." Luo Yuheng gritted his teeth.

They started fighting again.

"State preceptor, do you want to know if your knee can touch your shoulder?"