Tôi không bị lừa. Anh ấy đang tránh nhìn tôi. “Không có gì để nói.”
I wasn’t fooled. He was avoiding looking at me. “There’s nothing to talk about.””I knew you’d say that. Actually, it was a toss-up between that and ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.'”Dimitri sighed.
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