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When Yang Xian locked eyes with Hu Yaoyao, he felt a sudden chill.
By the time Hu Yaoyao had lifted the curtain, he had already cleaned his hands and held the charm and dagger separately.
Having been out in the world for a long time, Yang Xian had encountered all sorts of people and knew very well what Hu Yaoyao's look meant.
That's why, when he connected to the live-stream before, he deliberately kept his face dirty, not wanting others to recognize him and harbor ill intentions.
It's not only men who can live life indulging in pleasure, women can do the same nowadays.
The costume needed to be worn tomorrow, so he couldn't wet it, and his clothes on the ground had just soaked up water; unable to wear them, he had no choice but to stay as he was.
"Was the blow I gave you earlier not enough?" Yang Xian asked sharply, clutching the dagger.
