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Shen Fengxi didn't refuse, his face betraying ambiguous feelings.,Her heart was too tired to muster the energy to say anything more. Meng Qiong lowered her eyelids and softly replied, "Hmm.",Shen Fengxi's breath was still tinged with the lingering taste of alcohol, his thin earlobes almost touching: "What's with that tone Jealous"。