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Xia Zhinian paused for a moment, but did not speak. Yan Ci glanced at him, changed the subject, and suddenly said, "Still, Student Xia has something on his mind." As if about to cry. Yan Ci dragged him over. Xia Zhinian's stool was almost touching Yan Ci, and he leaned to the other side, trying to pull the stool back, but Yan Ci easily stopped him. Xia Zhinian glared at him fiercely with his almond eyes, his voice was clear, he kept his voice down for fear of alarming people, it was not hoarse, but soft, and the degree of awe plummeted. "none of your business." "Classmate Xia." Yan Ci's brows and eyes were warm, and he sighed lightly. "You agreed to touch it for me, what are you running now?" Xia Zhinian: "??!" Xia Zhinian suddenly remembered what he cried and said when he fell i
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