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Yan Xiao walked forward and stared at the sugar-coated man, and his thoughts involuntarily returned to ten years ago, when Shen Qin had just followed him for the second year of the Mid-Autumn Festival. At that time, it was also the Mid-Autumn Festival in the south, and it was also in front of this kind of small stall.

"Big brother, look, these two sugar dancers are so pretty