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"Do you need more ice for objectivity? Is it cool?" Just as he sat down, he heard the youth ask.

"No need, just maintain the temperature." Afraid that Ruan Qiuyan would say how ice-cold it was, Qing Mei replied immediately. Her young mistress was not well, but she could not be cold.

"Alright!" The youth bowed again. He recognized this wangfei. In other words, in the entire Nan Qi City