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... ming white tea, and the rich tea fragrance floats in the air, making people feel calm and intoxicated.
Li Moshen sat in his chair, holding a evening newspaper in his hand, holding his own purple tea set in one hand, and occasionally slamming a small mouth, not a word.
And Li Yunpeng was sitting in a chair, staring at his own son, Li Bing, with a look of grief, and a bit of blame.
Li blunt pretending to know nothing, knocking on Erlang's legs, closing his eyes is like a fake. ...
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