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... that came from his mouth carried a lazy, low hoarseness, with an incredibly unbearable fragmented tone.
Su Muyao realized what she was doing and quickly took the silver needle away, "Ah... I... I didn’t mean to!"
Su Muyao’s face was very red.
"I’m sorry..."
Xiao Jihan’s eyelashes fluttered lightly as he looked at her, his clear and broken voice saying, "It’s okay, as long as my wife is happy."
"I said, whatever my wife wants to do, Jihan will cooperate." ...
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