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... ng, who looked drunk, upstairs.
He placed his arm on Xia Yishan’s thin shoulder. His footsteps were a little light, and more than half of his weight was on Xia Yishan.
Halfway up the stairs, Xia Yishan couldn’t take it anymore.” Su Jingting!”
Her voice was a little loud. Zuo Mishuang, who was about to leave, heard it and froze.
She was actually so fierce to Su Jingting in private?
Shouldn’t men like gentle ladies?
Zuo Mishuang pricked up her ears a ...
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