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Seeing that Chang Jun wanted to retreat, Su Hao dipped the cotton ball in the medicinal wine and ruthlessly wiped Chang Jun's face!

"Aiyo …!" Chang Jun jumped up from his seat and howled at the top of his lungs, "Su Hao, you little rascal, you want to kill me, right? Right now, I am an injured person, how can you treat an injured person like this! "

Su Hao shrugged his shoulders helplessly,