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Xin Shanshan looked at Mu Tianhao, a little confused.

Mu Tianhao sat there motionless, one hand on the armrest of his chair. He turned slightly to the side and looked at her.

Xin Shanshan was confused. "What do you want to drink?"

Mu Tianhao didn't answer and just stared at her. His arm, which had been on the armrest of the chair, rose and easily grabbed Xin Shan's wrist. With a little effort