"White Bird, which do you want more, [Dark Demon Blood] or [Cold White Frost Spirit]?"
"Ice milk, please, thank you."
Guang bent down, opened the freezer in the hall outside the bath, and handed a glass bottle with a layer of condensed water droplets on it to the person behind him.
She helped herself to a bottle of iced coffee, unscrewed the lid, and licked the brown liquid that spilled out.
"Aren't the three of them out yet? They've been soaking for long enough."
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