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... No::. What?:: You are polite:: Don't mess with him." Li Ruotai quickly said. The words are very strange.

Gu Ruibo was all told by Li Ruotai that he had just subconsciously thought that Li Ruotai meant "give me a face." After all, it’s Li Ruobing’s boyfriend, and Li Ruotai is also calling her sister. Li Ruotai and Gu Ruibo are good brothers. It’s normal to be polite and give face.

Just subconsciously think so.

Now Gu Ruibo is feeling out. Do not

Li Ruotai’s tone and at ...

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