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... cious daughter, something suddenly hit him.

  He looked down, only to find that it was Ye Yongjun who was drunk.

  Qiao Zifang was stunned, and looked at Ye Yongjun who had already fallen asleep, and the other party was still hugging him vigorously.

  He frowned, no matter whether Ye Yongjun was really drunk or fake drunk, he fell on him and hugged him, he must have some thoughts.

   "Student Ye."

  Qiao Zifang didn't move at all, just slumped on the sofa as us ...

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