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... ched out and pushed ... pushing it empty.
Fei Du seemed to have anticipated his reaction in advance, and released it at the touch of a touch. He retracted a few inches first, his eyes were tangled with a little bloodshot, and the corner of his eye was delicately curved into a small arc, brewing a little Smile.
It's not a warm and sweet smile, a little bit bad.
It was only then that Luo Wenzhou tasted the taste of the mint he left behind—not so sweet, but a bit cold, driving ...
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