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... ightly.
"Haha, the little friend is joking, the old man can still afford these teas."
The Othello Sage said, beckoned, and ordered, "Red-clothed, make him tea... 100 pots!"
"Master, you..."
Hearing the words, Hong Yi was a little stunned.
"I'm not wrong, it's 100 pots, let's go."
"it is good."
Hongyi nodded, put a pot of tea on the stone table, and turned back to the house.
When Lin Bei saw this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. ...
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