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le for smuggling organs? he was also tricked into entering by one of them, and the chain around wei Jiang's waist was here to handcuff him. It was there.
he approached the young man with a warm smile and sat down, staring into his steaming cup of tea. I didn't dare to lift or move the cup because I always felt that it contained ingredients that would make me sleepy.
Ling Ling smiled and said, \"Sir, you must be the person who was municating with me on the Internet the other day and is looking for the missing child.\"
Ling Ling's words slowly calmed Li Jiahong's confused thoughts. As soon as the child was mentioned, Li Jiahong's thoughts went back to square one.
Li Jiahong: \"...Yeah, I didn't expect you to be so young.\"
Linlin said with a smile, ``I'm not young anymore. I just look younger.''
Li Jiahong apologized and said, ``I said you asked me to e, but I don't know how you can help me.''
\"First, please tell me your story,\" Linlin said leisurely. he also poured himself a cup of tea, breathed gently into the hot tea, and drank it slowly.
Li Jiahong pursed his dry lips and secretly paid attention to the movement of Ling Ling’s throat as she swallowed. After confirming that Lingling had swallowed the tea, her tense shoulders slowly relaxed, and she reluctantly picked up the teacup in front of her and tasted it. A small drop of tea.
this is biluochun, the tea is very fragrant, and the soup has just the right mois
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