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... of a Xinjiang melon.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed from outside.
In a flash, Dilraba pushed him away, quickly wiped her lips, and then looked at him.
"What’s the matter?" Sun Dasheng asked.
"There’s a lipstick mark on your lips," she said.
"Oh." Sun Dasheng immediately reached out and wiped it off.
The evidence of the crime was erased.
They exchanged smiles.
Then went to open the door.
The visitor was none other than Mr. He. < ...
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