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The bumpy posture was like a fierce tiger dashing with rage!
It was intimidating.
Dazhe, hiding in the silent night, had Zhan Lu transformed into a key and gently hung around his neck. At the same time, he tidied up his scarf and said softly, “This is what a man should do, Zhu Maolin. Not bad!”
Dazhe changed his posture from standing to sitting. He uncapped a bottle of green tea leisurely and drank it by himself with a smile on his face.
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