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[Simulation End]
Wang Ran's vision cleared, and he thought to himself, "Isn't this a way out?"
His gaze swept over the coffee table and, indeed, in the direction away from Yiya, he saw a vase.
"I'm fine, I brought the things, let's start now, shall we?"
"Why are you more anxious than I am?"
Yiya smiled slyly.
Wang Ran thought to himself, here it comes...
As expected, Yiya started walking towards him and when she was almost in front of him, she suddenly stumbled, thrusting her chest forward.
Bang!
The towel, under an unbearable force, left her body!
She stared straight at Wang Ran's face.
Now! Turn your head!
Wang Ran swiftly turned his head away without a second thought, eyes fixed on the vase in the opposite direction.
The next second, Yiya reached out to catch the flying towel, a satisfied expression on her face.
He really is the man I fancy!
Such impressive self-control!
He didn't even spare a glance!