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"Hehe, I thought there was something between us, but right before I came here, I was fiercely kissed by a beauty, and Mai Zi even teased me about it."
Feng Qinglang laughed with a rakish air.
In Mai Duoduo's heart, it felt as if she was viciously lashed by a whip.
She suddenly leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.
Feng Qinglang was stunned for a moment, then quickly pushed her away and said sternly, "Duoduo, what are you doing?"
"Qinglang brother, I want to kiss you too!"
She looked at him with eager eyes.
"Hehe, Duoduo, you're my sister, so it's okay to kiss."
Feng Qinglang smiled somewhat awkwardly.
Only now did he understand what Mai Xiaomai had told him that day.
Duoduo truly was like those girls in the springtime of their youth, falling in love with him.
It gave him a sense of psychological burden.
"No, Qinglang brother, I don't want to be your sister, I want to be your woman."
Mai Duoduo replied very seriously.
"Cough—"
