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his fist onto the sofa, "Damn it!"It's so frustrating, where are these brainless fans coming from Are they even black fansWould a true fan do thisDamn, tomorrow he'll have someone slap her a few time...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ared at her, as if she thought he was some kind of beast who could get aroused anytime Of course, Second Young Master Ye didn't know that in those warm eyes, he was indeed a beast who could get arouse...