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"You look so familiar!"

"…"

This woman was truly drunk.

"But why do you have two faces? How strange!"

Jian Tong pinched Lu Zhanbei's face and muttered.

Lu Zhanbei was in pain, but he didn't avoid Jian Tong's hand. Instead, he moved closer to her. His eyes were burning with passion as he said, "Do you like this face of yours?"

Jian Tong wanted to say that she liked him