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Qin Nan always joked that the camera was Naren’s son.

Didn’t you say that it’s my ancestor?

Ren fastened his seat belt and continued to hold his camera, afraid that it would break.

you’re my ancestor. There’s flower tea in the thermos. Drink some. I told you to wear more t-shirts. It’s even colder outside the city.

In the past, Qin Nan was never so long-winded, but after living with Ren, he re ...

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