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... aused, having thought Feng Zhiwei’s impatient and cold eyes were signs of an explosion. Her sneer deepened and she opened her mouth to speak.
But Feng Zhiwei was already returning to her table, smiling as she called back: “I am afraid that when you lose again, you’ll be too furious and ashamed.”
“You…” Hua Gongmei stuttered, blanking for a moment before barking an angry laugh, “Less talk, since you agree, let us try the simplest Poetry Couplet Contest. To the time of one incense st ...
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