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"Tang Huan?"
Faintly rolling his eyes a few times, Tang Huan's face was immediately imprinted into his eyes. Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, and finally regained his senses, flipped over and sat up, exclaiming in disbelief, "Tang Huan, where is this place? Why are you here? "I … I'm not dead yet?"
"Of course you're not dead!"
Tang Huan sat on the side of the bed and couldn't help but laugh
