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... and his ears drooped. He looked very wronged.
Ruan Qiuqiu eyes mellowed up helplessly. She let go of the crude “wheel chair” in her hand, took a couple of steps forward, and tried to tug at Yuan Jue’s sleeve.
“Are you tired? Do you need some help?”
From her past experience, a fiend as strong as Mr. Gray Wolf would never accept any help. He would most like put on a cool and strong look and brush her hands away gently.
Ruan Qiuqiu had already prepared what to say after that ...
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