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... do you have in your house? Give me some, the ones bought from the dungeon don't taste like yours. it is good."

   Fengling looked at Roger: "Luo Bi can't eat spicy food."

"Just two small peppers." It's better not to put one. In Roger's opinion, the two are not spicy, and they are just for dinner. Thinking of these small peppers picked from undeveloped planets, Roger sighed: "The pepper seedlings didn't survive after transplanting. This kind of taste is much better than the ones so ...

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