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Young Master Lu was sweating.
Leng Meng Zhen bit off a piece of meat from his shoulder without even pausing for a moment.
Fortunately, Lu Chen was prepared this time, he raised his hand to support her chin, "You're not going to live anymore, if you hurt me again, you'd be dead. You have to get well if you want to get back at me, right?"
"You, you bastard …" Sister Meng clenched her teeth