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"Yes." Kwai Cang loves to have a dim sum of the cup and drink coffee, hoping to hide the expression on his face.

Miki Ryoko squinted and said, "Please, I am a classmate of my boyfriend, and he is introduced to you by us. How much do you develop? My boyfriend will ask if you just ask, you think you can Can you win me? The guy complained to us and said that you would not come out to meet him. Is this true?"

Kui Cang loves to laugh and does not say anything.

Mik ...

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