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Maybe She Will be Killed

Luther

I just came out of the bathroom when Zoey hid my cellphone under her pillow. She smiled at me, as if she did nothing.

"If you don't want to accompany me to sleep tonight, just leave your cellphone here," she said.

"Why do you suddenly want to hold my cellphone?" I replied, covering her feet with a warm blanket.

"I'm worried, there are many female foxes that will contact you, teasing you!" Her word, with her adorable jealous face.

My heart rustled; for some reason, I thought of Ruby when ...

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