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The seawater flowed over the beach chair.
Then it receded back into the sea. Tang Qing’s hand gently dipped below, a wave of coolness as the retreating seawater brushed against his fingertips. This was Tang Qing’s preferred way of enjoying the beach, placing the chair within the tide’s reach.
Wave after wave rolled in.
Two words.
Comfortable.
At this moment.
A rather large crab attempted to climb up the chair leg but was repeatedly washed a ...
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