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Meng Qiong shook her phone and put it back in her pocket.,Shen Fengxi's breath was still tinged with the lingering taste of alcohol, his thin earlobes almost touching: "What's with that tone Jealous",Shen Fengxi's drunkeness had dissipated, and he finally let go. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt.。