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"Shen Qin."

Yan Xiao frowned impatiently, "Why are you calling her intimate?"

Shen Tang, "..."

If it were not for him personally witnessing this old man's death when he rushed over that day, he would have really thought that the person who was lying on the bed right now was pretending. He was still thinking about how to address Qin Er even now.

Seeing him silent, Yan Xiao's pale face sunk