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... re you really my teacher? Is there such a rude teacher?

   Looking at the meat that was about to burst into water, Su Muxi grimaced and glanced at the old man sadly.

   She is not a picky eater! It's just that I don't like eating fat.

   Knowing her for so long, it is impossible for him not to know her habits.

   She had reason to suspect that the old man did it on purpose.

   Looking at her resentful expression, Pei Xinyu almost didn't even think about it, he ...

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