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... ve you.”
“There’s really none. You can search me if you don’t believe me; I have nothing on me,” Chen Heng said as he took out a cup of fruit juice, handed it to Sirin, then spread his arms out in a gesture of invitation.
“…” What would you have on you? You clearly store your things in a strange space. It would be strange if I found anything on you.
“Mister Chen Heng, I really want to drink bitter gourd juice!” Theresa rubbed her chin in deep thought for a while before de ...
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