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With that, he placed the red wine on the table, and at the same time, pulled out the drink from her hand. In the next second, Jian Ning was pressed down on the sofa, and she became a little angry: "Can you at least respect my wishes?"

"No." Leng Qingche bit his lips and groaned.

In her helplessness, Jian Ning could only say, "Then let's at least go down below!"

On the calm surface of the sea