Chapter eight Wan Qing

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Wan Qing's eyes have been staring at the cup of "blood red" in my hand. I put the cup on the table. She asked anxiously, "why don't you drink it?" I said lightly, "you seem to like drinking this?" Wan Qing nodded: "only after drinking this can I go...

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