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... yes." In just two words, she gasped frequently, one can imagine the torture she was enduring!

In fact, it was indeed torture. She felt that her back was sore and itchy. The pain felt like salt was being sprinkled on the wound, and the itching felt like thousands of ants were crawling and gnawing on her back. Touching her flesh, especially the back and shoulders, it was unbearably itchy.

  Lin Shu sighed: "Hold on, it will be fine in a while!"

  Tang Xinyi didn't say a word ...

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