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Tong Qing winked at him, her eyes filled with intelligence and mischief, and Fu Chijing had the urge to grab the back of her neck and kiss her until she could see nothing but him. "Have you thought about it?" Tong Qing, unaware of what was on his mind, asked, "What are we betting on?" Fu Chijing's sharp gaze dropped to her delicate collarbone, his voice lazy and coaxing as he said