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... inking was almost his father's privilege.
The shochu made from sweet potatoes in the countryside has a strange taste.
Qin Jingrou doesn't like it.
Every time she saw her father drinking, she first raised the wine cup, put it in front of her eyes and stared, as if recalling something, and then slammed it down.
At this time, his nose and eyes were wrinkled together, and he had a painful expression on his face. It was not until a second or two later that he m ...
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