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Changfeng retracted his hand and smiled embarrassedly, "I, I'm hanging up the tea for you."

Ming You stared at him suspiciously. "How come I don't know you?" Her expression was guarded, as if the silver pot in her hand would mercilessly smash him to death if she made the slightest movement towards him.

Zhang Feng raised his hand, "Calm down. Relax. We are good friends