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Master, your wife is very fierce.

Master, your wife is very fierce.

Author: bun

Categories: words and feelings

Statuses: Updating

At first sight, Song Qin flung a check to Shang Qijun: "One day, is that enough?" "I'm only worth three thousand dollars?" "It's already the highest in the industry, don't be greedy!" It turns out that the little prince of merchants is being treated as the head of the bar! When we met again, Song Qin asked, "How much is it to pretend to be my boyfriend?" Shang Qijun smiled evilly: "Money hurts feelings, why don't you give me your heart?"

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