Li Zeyan despised: Idiot, childish! Did I allow you to lose contact?
Ji Mei's face was expressionless: You were the first to be ruined.
Li Zeyan: Theoretically, it's you.
Ji Mei became angry from shame: That's enough! It's not over yet!
Li Zeyan sneered: Are you finished? Don't even think about it!
Ji Mei × Li Zeyan, Xu Mo makes soy sauce.
A short story, sweet.
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