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... d see the bruise.
"Teacher, can't understand what you're talking about?" An Yu breathed.
Tone tone.
"Favorite — 2"
Xia Qiu smiled.
Turn around, bracing her face, and lazily looking at the stiff teenager over there.
"Don't be used as a gun. An Yu."
"After all, there are still many people waiting to see your jokes at this school."
She spoke freely.
Hearing her words, the straight boy didn't seem to react.
Only Xia Qiu knew that ...
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