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... e couldn't use her spiritual consciousness to urge that hot air current.

……

"Miss, this is the petal you want."

Chu Yu put down the brush in her hand, turned around to take the basket in Qingyu's hand, and took a serious look.

Yes, it was the petals she wanted.

And each piece was washed clean, even though they weren't really dusty.

"You go."

Chu Yu said coldly.

Qingyu reminded cautiously, "Miss has been eating less and less recently."

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