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... said with a smile: "The flowers are really brought here, why don't you? They are kept in the carriage. I put a bucket, but the water in the bucket squeaks, and there is only one bottom left every day..."
While talking, Yan Qingshan asked the shadow guard to bring in, a small wilted wild flower in a pretty flowerpot.
Ms. Lin cut it out with scissors, then plugged it in, and shot him a glance: "My father picked flowers for me and wanted you to be here? Are you jealous?"
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