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... stantly depressed.
He didn’t want red wine now. He wanted this kind of wine.
“Lasda, tell me what red wine you want? Uncle will contact it for you now.” Liu Yi looked at his partner’s son teasingly again.
Little guy, no matter how proud you are, can’t I control you?
Lasda really felt aggrieved. He wanted the wine, but he did not want to admit that the red wine he believed in was not as good as the wine of the East. He could only say with a hint of defiance, “Uncle ...
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