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What are you doing here?

Lin Xiahua coughed lightly, concealing the fact that his face was about to burn up. He lowered his head, not daring to meet Ming Jiang's eyes.

With his wide shoulders and arms, it was easy to say. But when it came to his chest area, Lin Xiahua felt that he had received the greatest challenge. To measure standards, Ming Jiang had to keep her arms up horizontally