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“This is this month’s harvest.” A hint of satisfaction arose in Xue Jing’s heart.,She held a stack of white towels in her hands, and under her short skirt, two long, slender white legs shone in the midday sun, so white they almost seemed to reflect light.,Xue Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel. He wasn't sure if it was an illusion or because the towel had been held in that junior sister's arms for too long, but it seemed to have a faint scent.。