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... " Yi Luowa pouted as she noticed he had calmed down.
Tong Airui quickly sat up, massaging her hand as he apologized, "Wifey, you hit me, you scolded me, and yet you’re still mad? You’ve been at it for so long, you must be tired. Let me give you a massage."
Yi Luowa pulled her hand away angrily, "Having a jealous boyfriend, how can I not be mad? I can already foresee my future—I’ll have to live like a vinegar factory worker, reeking of acetic acid wherever I go."
"Wifey, t ...
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