Fletcher Xiao saw the old god on his face and became furious: "You're telling me! You like her? No way, you didn't have this kind of taste before."
"What kind of taste do I have?" Beckett Jiang held the cigarette between his well-proportioned white knuckles, and orange-red sparks flipped and jumped flexibly between his fingers. "How can you tell what kind of taste Hazel Qi's taste is?"
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Does this still require judgment? Hazel Qi is a bit cute, but she reads too much and always looks dull. She is not like Ren Sihan who will fight back immediately when something happens. The last time Piper Yan caused trouble for her in class, it was not Beckett Jiang. Come forward.
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