"Your bayberry wine has so much stamina, I'm still confused even now."
"Yangmei wine?"
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"Frost falls on the white poplar peaks."
The boss lowered his head and smiled, "The first time you said it had great stamina, but since then you've been drinking it every time you come here."
Bian Shuang smiled and said nothing.
"Like bayberry?"
"Don't like it."
"Then why do you drink again and again?"
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"Sorry to trouble you."
"It doesn't matter, she is a regular visitor here."
The boss looked at the two people in front of him and suddenly noticed something unusual.
"You are?"
"Ling Yang"
"Ah, Ling Yang." The boss laughed dryly: "What a good name."
After the boss walked away, he muttered in a low voice: "Yangmei, Yangmei, I really don't like it."
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