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... viously, Zhang Yang, this foolish man, will have the wrong idea.

  cough~

   "Do you have anything to do with me? If there is nothing else..." They go back to their respective homes and find their respective mothers.

   Xiao Qinghe smiled at him.

   "Something, it seems a little inconvenient to stand here, I know there is a teahouse downstairs, why don't you go there and sit there." Xiao Qinghe suggested.

  Teahouse!

public area.

Not bad.

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