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The Fifth Daoling is indeed a nobleman, finishing up and then taking the magic weapon and leaving, not even giving a glance at the perfectly restored snow-white back, even if the curves are enticing, the skin alluring, the texture...
Pork, all is pork, all meant to deceive the world!
The Fifth Daoling turned around, and throughout the process, Senior Sister Fang, who watched Senior Brother "shave the hair" off the pork, had a faint look in her eyes, casually gestured with her finger, and the coat covering the table was in her hand, which she then casually tossed over, covering Qin Yu.
Even the head and the well-behaved fat cat nestled at the foot of the bed were covered together.
Mhm, just like a butcher in a slaughterhouse casually covering dead pork with a white cloth.
Then the two left one after the other without looking back.
