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... ed to cry his eyes out. However, after his subordinates were sent over one after another, printed sandpaper could only pretend to be strong. He stepped forward and patted the other party’s shoulder one by one. “This time, it’s my fault. I didn’t expect thousand miles drunk to be so despicable. He even brought a last-minute exam question.”
“The person who asked the question is svelte dancer,”someone reminded sandpaper.
“She’s the most vicious of women. I’ve also overlooked t ...
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