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... g Luo sat up and brought that bowl of porridge over.
She then stuck one finger into the porridge and brought it to the tip of her nose.
“Miss? This porridge…”
Ye Qing Luo’s gaze hardened as a trace of malice flashed by. ƒ𝘳ee𝔀e𝚋n૦𝐯el.c𝗼𝓂
She handed the bowl back to Zi Ling and took out a cloth and wiped her fingers.
“Whoever gave the rice to you, let that person drink it.”
Zi Ling’s hands trembled when she heard that. “Miss means that…. someone ...
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