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Xiao Ruo had just adapted to the lighting in the hall when she was suddenly pulled into the embrace of the man beside her.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Ruo struggled.
"Don't look up," the man's voice said in a deep tone.
Xiao Ruo froze, not daring to breathe loudly, and instinctively lowered her voice, "What's going on, what happened?"
"Just stay still," the man stroked her head, his voice a little more soothing than before, with a hint of reassurance.
He didn't realize that by saying nothing and not letting her look up, it only made Xiao Ruo more anxious.
The Nesting Witch God walked to a chair, staring at the smelly thing on it for a long time, a thick anger rising in his deep-set eyes.
After an unknown period, the Nesting Witch God called out, "Xiao Ruo, come here!"
"Nesting Witch God!" Fu Hanwen called out disapprovingly.
The Nesting Witch God glanced back at Fu Hanwen and said indifferently, "Xiao Ruo is a doctor, she shouldn't be afraid of these things."
