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... uce his anger.
When Nalan Changgan reached out and wanted to take the teapot, Nalan’s eyes were fast, and she quickly hid the teapot behind her, frowning at him: “Hey, what are you doing?”
Nalan smiled and froze, his hand still stretched in the air, and the harvest was not, it was not, it was very embarrassing.
"Cough," he coughed twice. "Net children, your grandfather only drinks tribute tea, but the tribute tea at home has long been gone. He certainly is not willing to pay ...
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