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... ooked around and then touched the two hundred yuan in his pocket.
This two hundred, I still need to buy swim trunks.
Which means he can’t play any of the beach activities.
Nearby, Murong Yan watched their interaction, and his fair face darkened with anger.
His chest was slightly swollen, the sea breeze whistled into his nose, making him cough involuntarily.
"Yan, are you okay?"
A gentle voice suddenly came from behind.
Murong Yan turned aro ...
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