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Categories: words and feelings
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Early one morning, the Ninth Aggro sorted out his cufflinks, but accidentally shook out a few coins. Seeing his English eyebrows slightly wrinkled, eyes like ice blades, he grunted and asked, "What's going on here?" The little maid's legs were weak and kneeling, mumbling, "Back to the ninth master, Gege said that last night you served well, this is for your ...... reward...reward money ......" The man was angry with a pale face, his thin lips slightly pause, looking askance at the little maid, pursuing: "She...