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... he walked over, she found that a faucet was open and kept running.

  Murong Qiao closed it without wasting water, so he just left the habit of leaving it there. After washing his hands and drying his hands, he went out with his bag.

   There is Jiang Weiyang's friend standing at the door of the bathroom.

  She was playing with her mobile phone, and when she saw someone coming out, she subconsciously wanted to say hello, but when she looked up and saw clearly that it was Muro ...

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