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... ne, his eyes flickering slightly.
He wasn't sure if she was sleep talking about a yacht or fried dough sticks.
He prepared both, just in case.
Now it looked like.
It wasn't a yacht.
The more Sheng Mumu thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.
She suddenly thought of something and started tapping on her screen.
"When did I ever say I liked yachts? If you want to frivolou ...
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