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... fishy and sweet taste still lingered in his mouth, Xia Zhinian's eyelashes trembled, and he quickly grabbed his wrist.

"Yan Ci... are you crazy?!"

He hastily pulled out a tissue to wipe Yan Ci's fingers, his heart pounding.

Yan Ci smiled lightly, the corners of his lips curled loosely, and his voice was actually kind of gentle.

"Hey, you know, I have a black heart, and I have black sesame glutinous rice balls."

"I've always been crazy, haven't I."

Xia Zh ...

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