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... , "Jinxi, these you hold are for your pocket money. Usually you fancy what you want, buy . "
Mo Jinxi's wrist was held by Liang Xiulin, but he raised his fist, kept his hands behind him, and shook his head vigorously, "I don't want to."
"What's wrong?" Liang Xiulin thought that Mo Jinxi was just shy, and coupled with the refusal of the old director just now, Mo Jinxi was embarrassed to take it. "Don't worry, when you come back, your grandma will give you more pocket money. You are ...
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