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... restaurant in the capital. Princes and grandchildren always like to eat and drink here on weekdays.
Sometimes I stand by the window and recite a few sour poems to show off my knowledge.
Sometimes I see the beauties on the street downstairs making fun of and commenting on YY.
In the innermost private room on the second floor, Zhao Zihao looked at the dishes on this table with a depressed expression.
He has been waiting here for more than an hour, but Ye Qing ...
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