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... , and turned his head and asked me: "Only mineral water, no honey tea, can you?"

I quickly nodded and said yes, I couldn’t help but smile: "What are you doing so seriously?"

He shook his head, took the water and a glass out, put a small coaster in front of me, and helped me to pour the water, and coughed softly: "After all, we are... the relationship is not the same."

I was a little puzzled first, then I reacted and nodded and thanked me.

335.

Yes, we are now t ...

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