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... Qin Guanglin made slurping noises as he drank his carrot juice, which was quite delicious here, not bitter at all, with strands of sweetness.
"Do you want a sip?" he pushed it toward her, "They choose great carrots here."
"You’ve already drunk from it, I don’t want any."
"I even eat your leftovers." Qin Guanglin complained, "You have to try a sip."
"I’m delicious, you’re stinky."
He Fang put away her phone, leaned over, and took a tiny sip to savor it, "W ...
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