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... he phone at that time. If I'd waited for him to react, the venom would have entered far into Song Wuyou's bloodstream that by that time, sucking out the venom would have been useless."


Mu Xin stared solemnly at Mu Gu, "Brother, you really don't like Sis Wuyou in that way?"


Mu Gu made a show of grimacing angrily: "You think your brother is an idiot? There are so many blooming flowers around, why would I pick a married woman? Moreover, Ah Hao's woman? ...

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