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70, Chapter Seventy(2/2)

Just now, Fu Tingshen, this bitch, specially tickled his flesh, making him itchy all over.

The little guy was delicate and soft. He admitted his mistake and begged for mercy in a soft voice. Of course, he wanted to forgive him.

Even though he was itching with hatred, in the end Fu Tingshen just flicked Li Xingchen on the forehead as a warning, and then let him go:

"Go quickly and select your agent and arrange it for you before the movie is released."

The author has something to say: Responsible Bald Little Theater:

Li Xingchen: Uncle, let me pull out my hair!

Fu Tingshen: No...

Li Xingchen: Hey, are you bald?

If Master Qi was bald, would you still love him? (Hahahahahaha...

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Thank you Hanmei Inkstone,? Pursuit?, Lazy Cancer Patient Little Angel’s Mine~
Chapter completed!
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