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... the urge to smoke, he would take a look at Xiaojiao. She was so young, and he couldn’t bear to make her breath second-hand smoke.
So, he suppressed his urges.
His phone vibrated with Yan Rusheng’s reply. ‘Are you sure your brain is working fine? Why are you spewing nonsense in the morning?’
The corners of Ming Ansheng’s mouth twitched. He typed, ‘Imagine if you had a quarrel with Wen Xuxu and she is ignoring you right now. Then you get an opportunity to ...
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