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"You stubborn brat, right? This is Wu Tie's heart. Besides, how much money can you have? If you have an itch one day, don't you need money to prepare some second milk or something?" Ke Zihua twitched his mouth and said.
"Damn, do you think I'm like you? I'm not that low." Ding Changsheng argued.
"Cough, forget it, Wu Tie has his own guidelines, I won't force him. But Chang Sheng