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... streaming down her face, he instantly panicked.”I’ll listen to you. I’ll listen to you from now on.”
Wen Qiao rubbed her eyes. onions. It’s spicy.
This rubbing was extremely painful and even spicier. Her tears kept rolling out.
Fu Nanli hurriedly wrapped his arms around her neck and got her to stick her head under the tap. He scooped some water to help her wash her eyes. your hand touched an onion. Why do you still have to rub your eyes? ”
Her father-like boyfrie ...
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