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... ssible for Yu Anwan to admit it.
Yu Anwan's slender and beautiful hands were just holding onto the transparent glass, the orange juice was shaking in the glass, and she lowered her eyebrows, as if she was thinking.
Then, Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin with a smile: "Mr. Wen, which woman are you confusing me with? It just so happens that I'm not allergic to orange juice, and I like it very much."
The tone is slow and slick, which is mocking Wen Jin.
Wen Jin sneere ...
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