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Qi Mengyan coldly snorted, "Do you think I would be jealous of them? I admit, You Meng is prettier than me, you're better than her, I don't object. But Jin Ling, how can she compare to me? "

Hearing Qi Mengyan's overbearing tone, I suspected that she had drunk too much. After a careful sniff, it turned out that there were actually a few traces of alcohol that had rushed into his nostrils