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The thick door panel was already tainted with body temperature from the previous leaning, Yan Liang had no choice but to support it with his hands, so as not to be limp, barely maintaining the balance of his body.

Above his head, Qin Yuan's tall figure was like a dark cloud, covering the dim corridor lights above his head.

……

At the last moment when his consciousness collapsed, Yan Liang closed his eyes, and vaguely heard a curse from someone behind him...

What a difficult dog temper.

Instinctively complained, he didn't insist anymore, and fell into a coma exhausted.

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