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... t the man had walked into the room, his eyes had been fixed on Zuo Aiai.
It was as if everyone else in the room was just furniture to him.
He walked to Zuo Aiai's side and quietly put his arm around her shoulder with a faint smile on his face.
"Old age, poor waist and legs, gray hair, and a chronic disease...and apparently I'm 70 or 80 years old?"
Zuo Aiai blushed in ...
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