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With that, Song Mingzheng drank a large cup of wine, I felt that I could not bear to drink it. I wanted to change the cup to wine, but Qing'er glared at me, and used his leg to kick under the table, and I had no choice but to give up.

After dinner, Qing'er and I bid our farewell to Song Mingzheng and returned home. On the sixth day of the temple fair, they just played around like this