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"Eh …. "Um, Xian'er, you saw it too. Actually, it has nothing to do with me, right …"

Bai Xiaofei was scared to a certain degree when he followed Hu Xian'er out. After thinking for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"Don't tell me you didn't have any plans for today."

Bai Xiaofei couldn't help but feel happy in his heart