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Tutu looked over curiously and saw Jiang Mingshi standing tall and straight on the stage. Mike was standing in front of him. In the flickering sea of candles, his eyebrows were like swords and his eyes were like the stars. He was quite handsome.

He lifted his hand and held the microphone, his thin lips parted. "You asked ? how ? deep ? I ? feel ? for ? you, and ? how ? much ? I ? love ? you