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... ian’er acted coy, slowly saying, "I’m so thirsty."
Zhao Rong just watched her, not making a move for a long time. When he saw her eyes glance over, he urged, "You cheeky girl, hurry up and speak."
"Hmm." Little Qian’er nodded and then laid it out straight: "Brother Rong’er, I’m thirsty, I want tea, you feed me."
"Why are you thirsty again? Didn’t you just have some?"
"I’m just thirsty! Just thirsty! So what?" Little Qian’er glared immediately, "It’s all because of ...
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