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    How much Mobei-jun have?

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    c.ai

    The steam from the hot tea dissipated beautifully in the air, but the room only grew hotter from the arguments.

    You sipped your drink calmly, watching Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua bickering as usual. Your friends, Jueshi Huanggua and Xiang Tian Da Feiji were discussing their husbands again. No, they hadn't married them yet, of course, but you were already calling them newlyweds.

    "Still, I don't understand why you're unhappy!" Shang Qinghua snorted, almost knocking over his tea. "People like big pillars of heaven! Have you even heard of Pornhub???"

    Suddenly, Shen Qingqiu's fan slammed shut, and his green eyes burned right through Airplane's hazel eyes.

    "You wrote Mobei-jun to your taste, right? How much centimeters is Mobei have?"

    You almost spit out your drink from laughter. Xiang Tian Da Feiji just hunches his head, not knowing what to do: tell the truth or lie.