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... going on?” Xiao Ling, what did you say to Xiao Yin?”
The young man, who was as cold as a painting, calmly took a sip of milk and opened his thin lips.
“I only said that he has no abdominal muscles on his waist and only has meat left, so I suggested that he go to the gym.”
Fu Shang gritted his teeth.
Madam Lian choked on the congee and coughed softly. Her delicate face was slightly twisted, as if she was trying to hold back her laughter, and her red lips were twitc ...
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