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... the cooking research association of Nakiri Erina, which is the status of Yuanyue Shijie.

Each one is a rich man.

"Yebai, sister, wait for me."

Nakiri Alice ran over immediately, and grabbed Yebai's other arm.

"You two know each other, so can't you wait for me? I still hope you can wait for me. "

Nakiri Erina acted with disgust.

She suddenly disliked her sister a little.

As for Yebai, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, it seems that Naki ...

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