Xia Yihan took a good drink of water and the water spilled out along Xia Yihan's lip corner. Xue Wenjun unconsciously extended his hand and gently wiped off Xia Yihan's lip corner with his thumb.

Xia Yihan's Xue Wenjun was stunned until his finger touched his dream skin. "Look, you don't drink well either." Xue Wenjun pretended to be indifferent and quickly pulled back his hand.

"In the hot and spicy shop, I saw you grabbing your boss's arm." Xia Yihan said with a smile.

"Yes? At that time, he died in a hurry, regardless of whether the man was a man or a woman." Xue Wenjun muttered.

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