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Chen Sanqiu looked at Zhen Xiao Yao, who was leaning on a tree on the side of the road, with a face full of unruliness, looking at him confidently. He couldn't help but grin and roll his eyes.

"F * ck, why does this look like dog skin plaster? I can't throw it off, I can't throw it off." Chen Sanqiu rolled his eyes as he looked at Zhen Xiaoyao. Then, he curled his lips and said to Jiao Jiao