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So when he was drunk, the one he was thinking about was her?

Shui Qingmo looked at Mei Mutian in a daze, slightly unable to believe that what he had just said was from him.

What about that high and cold Mei Mutian?

What about the overbearing Mei Mutian?

What about the deep Mei Mutian?

But his ears were full of what he had just said, and yes, he had really said it