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While the wine entered the throat, the sound of the piano also played.
A trace of regret flashed in Mo Chen's eyes. I don't know if it was regretting that the taste of the wine was not as good as he expected, or regretting that the sound of the Suqin did not resonate with him.
Or, both.
Picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few dishes, but still listened to the piano carefully.
The sound of the piano is curling, the only fly in the ointment is that the ...
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