C63 Lucky Nuo Juann!
"Ah!...Ah Qin! You misspoke, you shouldn't have said that..." The fatty was momentarily taken aback, then quickly adopted a woeful look.
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His performance was heartbreakingly convincing. Even Lin Yih, who had always fancied himself as a master thespian, conceded defeat.
"Fine, fine, stop your crying. I'll do as you say." Zhong Qin tried to shake free from the fatty's clingy grasp on her foot
