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Hearing this, both Dazhuang and I furrowed our brows, exchanging puzzled glances with Wen Xiaoqing, unable to comprehend what this woman truly intended to accomplish.
Wen Xiaoqing's supple body was almost draped over Dazhuang; a tender beauty tucked in his embrace. If this had been before, Dazhuang might have been exhilarated, but now... from his face, I could see only indifference and even a hint of anger.
Dazhuang sneered and asked, "You want me to steal something for you?"
"Oh, I'm just retrieving what belongs to me, how could that be considered stealing?" Wen Xiaoqing extended her soft little tongue and licked Dazhuang's earlobe, speaking softly, "You're so close with Na Jie, you must have a way to make her lose consciousness, right? When she's bewildered and infatuated, wouldn't it be easy for you to take something away?"