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... tings were left after the wounds were washed clean.
Like in the original owner’s memory, the wound only swelled up briefly and had a slight itch. Xiaoxiao blew on it a few times and then jumped into the kitchen as if nothing had happened.
It was almost time to prepare for dinner. She lit up the stove, prepared the porridge, and steamed buns for dinner. Then, she took a wooden stick, still smoking from the stove and began to smoke the beehive.
It was very likely that there we ...
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