The piercing ringing sound from far away disturbed Ning Chu's talisman.
Her slightly opened eyes were like stars falling into the shallow sky, rippling.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, stretched, and let out a comfortable moan from the depths of her throat.
She felt sore and tired all over, but her spirit was full and fulfilled.
Her body suddenly felt sticky, and a subtle touch came, and her face was slightly flushed.
Some red marks that had not faded could still be seen on her fair skin.

"You don't help me clean it again..."
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