"How are you walking?" Li Maocai scolded with disgust. A mere maid was not worthy of brushing against his precious body, and he immediately flicked his clothes.
"My apologies, Young Master Li, I truly didn't mean it." Qiqi took out a handkerchief and reached out to wipe Li Maocai's clothes.
"Get lost!" Li Maocai snapped harshly, strongly suspecting that this little maid was trying to seduce him.
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