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Chapter 18Vol. 2 - - Tiger Fang
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She cleared her throat twice, then said faintly, “You may leave now.”
Da Ming tightly clenched the brocade pouch in his hand, with his right hand still holding the firewood he had chopped. He gave a simple, honest smile and nodded.
Seeing Da Ming's honest expression, Zhao Jiangzhu's lips curled slightly, and she almost couldn’t help but laugh.
She quickly forced her face to remain serious and held back the smile.
Da Ming turned with his goofy grin and prepare ...
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