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When Xiaoxia knocked on the door and came in, Liu Xing was holding his hands behind his head, leaning on the bedside, thinking over and over what happened during the day. The room had probably not been occupied for a long time, and it had a faint damp smell. The building was very quiet, an empty silence, and the roar of cars could be heard from time to time on the road outside the window. Xiaoxia's steps were as light as a gust of wind. She came over and put the thermos on the bedside table. She glanced at Liu Xing with flashing eyes and said, "Brother, do you want to take a shower? There is hot water now." Liu Xing said, "Really?" He looked at her, a little undecided. Country people generally don't have the habit of taking a bath. Xiaoxia was waiting for his reply, with a slight smile on her face. Xiaoxia not only has a sweet mouth, but also a sweet smile. Of course, this smile also contains gratitude. "Brother, if you want to take a shower, I'll get you some soap." Liu Xing was suddenly moved by her, "Okay, just take a shower." Chuluo sat up and went out to the bathroom.
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