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... Eat: Fuck, hold on, I sent you the wrong WeChat number.


[Friend] Love is For You to Eat: …have you searched for it yet?


[Friend] Xiao Tianjing: …


[Friend] Xiao Tianjing: Not yet…


…looks like that was an alternate account for other purposes.


Love is For You to Eat quickly sent another WeChat over. Both of them sent a cute expression and tacitly avoided talking about the previous WeChat account.


Jing Huan searched for the new WeChat nu ...

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