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The man who came rushing in was like a piece of white jade, wearing a loose ice-purple silk robe that barely contained his clearly defined chest.,The boy tugged his hair, "That probably won't work, I estimate that I'll be going back to China during Qingming. I probably won't have time to light incense for you.","Xiao Liangliang, you smile and there's trouble brewing. I'm afraid this coffee is beyond my humble capacity to enjoy." Gu Xino glanced at the coffee pushed towards him, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.。