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"I dare not; if I let it out and it stinks you up, I'm afraid you'll hit me,"
Mai Xiaomai said with a face full of innocence and helplessness.
Qiao Chutian gave her a glance and flicked open her quilt.
The smelly fart that had been trapped inside was finally liberated, scattering about and permeating the air.
Stinky!
It was truly stinky!
Qiao Chutian frowned and covered his nose, "It seems your digestive system really does have a problem today, I'll get you some medicine."
"It's just a bit of flatulence, nothing more serious,"
Mai Xiaomai said with a mournful face, "They say that speaking your mind and farting when you need to are among life's greatest joys. It's essential to expel the turbid air in the stomach; forcibly suppressing it will only lead to illness. How about this, I'll go sleep in the Princess's room."
After saying this, she sat up.
"Don't even think about it!"
Qiao Chutian stopped her, "We have to sleep together."
