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Shen Fengxi's breath was still tinged with the lingering taste of alcohol, his thin earlobes almost touching: "What's with that tone Jealous",Shen Fengxi buried in his earlobe and kissed twice, covering his abdomen with his hand, and whispered hoarsely, "Can I",As Shen Fengxi was about to leave, his eyes suddenly caught sight of something on the coffee table. He casually asked, "What's that on the table"。