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The large Buddha behind him drew closer and closer, supporting itself on the table with a hand wrapped around Rong Xia Zhu.

With his other hand, he fiddled with the keyboard and gently said, "This is not like this …" Data and Sales... "

Lian Xia Zhu looked at his white hands and the sharp corners of his face somewhat panicking.

Why is a boy's skin so delicate, eyelashes fluttering