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When it was almost 11, Huo Yiran finally returned. He was swaying as if he was rolling in the mud.

Little Nian was a little confused. "What are you ?"

Huo Yiran drank some, and even drank a little too much, "They deliberately fell over in the backyard."

"Your friend and his comrade had a wedding and even wrestled?"

Huo Yiran sighed, "We are all civilized people, even if we are to get married