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Lin Hao ran was suddenly speechless, inexplicably hung there without explanation. This guy couldn't even get dressed properly, and now it was very likely... he would faint!,Villagers in homespun short shirts carried farm produce past him, casting sideways glances his way, their eyes twinkling with amusement. He could still hear the fading chatter of their conversation.,Theoretically, he should be very twenty-first century right now, hiding in the restroom with that “Auntie” who just arrived, using the sound of the tracks to do some sneaky things.。