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"Then drink." He raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke slowly.

Nie Qiuhuan felt that her good temper was about to be worn down by this bad-tempered Rong Yun. However, she still smiled, "Then Young Master Yun, you have to let go of my hand first."

Her eyes were innocent and pure. Rong Yun's thoughts moved and subconsciously wanted to say yes, but in the next second