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... e of macarons, coaxed her with food as he did when he was a child, and said with a smile, "It's alright, brother, let you out."

   "What did you do to him?"

   "Beat."

  Lin Jiao didn't quite believe it: "Just like this?"

   Seeing her suspicious look, Zhou Yanshen didn't panic at all, and even said confidently, "When did I lie to you?"

  Lin Jiao did not refute.

   He really didn't deceive her at all except that he often fooled her when he was a child a ...

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