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"Come to think of it, it does seem like that?"
Lin Baici furrowed his brow slightly, deep in thought.
Could it be that I've shattered my luck along with that Buddha statue in the Dragon Temple?
"Don't look so glum, I won't despise you for it!"
Xia Hongyao took two steps toward Lin Baici and slung his arm over Lin Baici's shoulder, "From now on, we'll face rule pollution together, fight gods together, and if I have a bowl of rice, you'll get to eat half first!"
High Ponytail patted Lin Baici on the shoulder.
She didn't notice that her right chest was pressing against his arm at all.
After having been through Jin Yingzhen's baptism, Lin Baici was no longer a newbie. Such contact made him uncomfortable, so he significantly shifted his shoulder, trying to dislodge High Ponytail's arm.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing this, Xia Hongyao thought Lin Baici was unhappy, so she tightened her grip and pulled him closer, "Alright then, you can eat it all, I'll go hungry!"
