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Meng Qiong rolled up her sleeves and, without a word, picked up the two people's wedding photo frame from the ground.,Shen Fengxi was very heavy, most of his weight was on his upper body, his hands clasped at his waist.,Shen Fengxi's breath was still tinged with the lingering taste of alcohol, his thin earlobes almost touching: "What's with that tone Jealous"。