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Before Hsu Yanrann could say anything, Hsu Lele's fist fell on Chung Zichu like rain. "Bad guy, I don't want you to hug me, I don't want you to hug me!" Probably because he really hated Chung Zichu from the bottom of his heart, at this moment, tears were already hanging from the corners of Hsu Lele's eyes.

His good intentions had actually come to this. The moment Chung Zichu reacted