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Little Yan leaned lazily against the elevator wall, pulling out a cigarette from his pocket, and offered one to Hua Hua. Hua Hua raised an eyebrow, "I don’t smoke, thanks."
"A man who doesn’t smoke?" Little Yan lit one for himself, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"Be careful, your lungs might turn into a pile of black, murky meat."
Just as Little Yan was about to take a puff, the image of a blackened lung appeared in his mind, making him so disgusted that he didn’t know w ...
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