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Bo Youqing covered his face, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Little Lu, don't refuse a toast!"

He had said this in the ear of Xiao-chan, so no one else had heard him.

However, Xiao Lu became even angrier, "Bo Youqing, get lost!"

A trace of killing intent appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly restrained. He moved on, trying to pull away.

"Xiao Lu, stop messing around