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... saw He Weiwen drink naturally and elegantly. The cup lid was dialed with tea, sent to the mouth, pouted, and lowered.
He Weiwen frowned, "Ms. Wu doesn't like this tea?"
If Qingqing's expression was stink, "I don't drink because of the **** smell."
He Weiwen couldn't understand why the noble lady of Qindu officials' house could be so stupid.
He twitched the corner of his mouth, and before speaking, the man in the chair over there was already holding up the tea cup. Go ...
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