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Barrage: What's he going to do?
Director Sun: He-he-he-he, what's he going to do?
The barrage in the livestreaming room cleared.
The scene was silent.
Amidst the rustling sound of the waves, Chi Mujing stepped away a few paces, patted the sand from his body, straightened his messy collar, and ran his fingers through his hair blown by the sea breeze.
Then he turned and walked up to Luo Xiaoqiao.
Grabbing a can and opening it with a pop, Chi Mujing pulled off the tab, knelt down on one knee in front of Luo Xiaoqiao.
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Luo Xiaoqiao's eyes widened, her usual sharp tongue turning mute in an instant.
