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... looked at Feng Ling for a few moments, then smiled slightly, but the arrogant meaning at the bottom of the eyes was not diminished: "I remember it. The ward that Shushu took me into ... Oh, by the way, are you from the XI base? "
Feng Ling didn't answer, just turned to look at the clerk, and put the card aside directly: "This is twenty pounds of seasoning money, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
The clerk didn't know if it should be picked up or not, and looked at Feng Mingzhu: "Miss Feng ...
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