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... g in her mouth, and she was trembling.
She quickly took out a tissue to wipe the water stains at the corner of her mouth and looked at the Anji white tea in her hand.
If Fu Tingyu was not there, Xu Wei would have cursed and disregarded her image. How could she give her such sour tea?
Qin Shu almost burst out laughing when Xu Wei spat out the tea, but she held back.
She filled her eyes with innocence, “I warned you before. I am not good at making tea. ...
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