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"Can you not curse?"
Yi Xiaofei's consciousness communicated with the General, warning him.
"You're willing to talk to me now, my little queen cat? You bastard, you promised to get me a pretty queen cat!"
"I've already asked someone to prepare one for you! Just wait a minute, will you?"
Yi Xiaofei had already mentioned it to Leng Wushuang, who, upon hearing that Yi Xiaofei wanted a good-looking female cat, froze in astonishment.
"Really! Are you serious? I want one that's particularly charming!"
"You're so demanding!"
Yi Xiaofei's consciousness had a brief chat with the General while his conversation with Yan Ruyu also continued.
"How do you find today's wine?"
"Mr. Ye's wine, as always, is intoxicating!"
In this regard, Yan Ruyu had always given high praise because in Yi Xiaofei's alcohol, she could experience pleasure, a sensation so delightful it seemed to exhilarate her soul. It was indeed very peculiar.
