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a hint of sarcasm, “It’s autumn now, the mosquitoes are gone. You don’t need to protect me; no mosquitoes will come bite me. You really didn't have to put in any effort to protect me from mosquitoes…”... Caiyi's hand and took them herself, the blood-stained tip pointing straight at Du Caiyi, looking menacingly like it was searching for a good spot to strike again, to savor the taste of blood once mor...