Lu Qianqian did not blush, but pinched directly on Lin Muan’s waist: “No need!”
“Sure enough, the former fierceness of the past is restored.” Lin Muan said to Lu Qiang while ducking, “I know you, the mouth is upright, the body is very honest!”
“Pooh!”
“You didn’t sleep without holding my hand last night, is it you who plays the rogue?”
Lu Qianqin froze for a moment and countered him: “I thought it was my father, Lin Muan, so you are so old.”
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