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    Chapter 18 I Want to Pat His Head. The change in his body was too obvious, impossible to cover up with an excuse. Xing Zhan’s mind went blank with a buzzing sound. A strange, hot sense of awkwardness exploded within him. He quickly flipped over and away, pulling the corner of the quilt to cover his waist. An Yu subconsciously looked up. Xing Zhan lowered his eyes, maintaining the calm of someone who had weathered great storms: “Normal physiological reaction, don’t overthink it.” An Yu:…

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