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At the thought of this, Ji Zhiyao instantly felt guilty. He thought for a moment and leaned his face over, his smile full of flattery.
Mo Huaifeng: "Stay away from me… why are you smiling so disgustingly?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, are you thirsty? Do you want Cola or plain water? Yogurt or Bacardi?"
Mo Huaifeng: "Bring a bottle of pesticide, I guarantee I can pour it all into your mouth without a single drop left."
Ji Zhiyao: "… Captain calm down."
Mo Huaifeng: "As long as you maintain a 2 meter distance from me for a day, I will probably be able to calm down."
Ji Zhiyao made an "oh" sound, quietly shifting himself out of Mo Huaifeng's sight, just in case he was really murdered by his Captain who was currently in a rage.
Xiao wanted to say something, but when he saw Mo Huaifeng's blank and long face, he instantly shut up and retreated continuously till he was by Ji Zhiyao's side before he exhaled deeply. "Scared me to death."