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... urt for over an hour before Chu Feng waved and led Long Fei and Su Yiyi away.

He and Long Fei took showers and changed their clothes before they went out.

Su Yiyi took her shower alone and, after changing her clothes, followed them downstairs, feeling shy.

Today was her first time at such a place, her first time taking a shower alone outside.

If it weren’t for Long Fei being there, she wouldn’t have had the courage.

In the lobby on the first floor, Long Fe ...

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