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... t every night when the clothes are dragged, I'm sent to the door. Yan Qingsi can always use a sentence to give Yue Tingyu a cold water.
Letting Yue listen to the wind-laden fire, he couldn't send it out, and it felt like the water was boiling, but he couldn't fill the teapot, only to get a little bit cold.
Therefore, Yue heard the wind and was hungry all the time.
Yan Qingsi's lungs hurt: "Why do you want to lose face?"
Yue Tingfeng glanced at him: "Don't be with you, ...
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