"I've gotten into trouble enough before, I'm used to days like this, and that's okay." Feng Jiuli picked up the previous teacup and took a sip, and said lightly.

Qingyan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Well, since you said so yourself, then what else can I say?" Before I just...

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