"It's expensive! It's too **** expensive!"

After a round of trying regardless of the cost, Bailang sat on the sofa in the bedroom, sighing repeatedly to his right hand. There was a look of satisfaction and regret on his face.

At this moment, Mama C came in with carefully cooked dark dishes, and asked him with her eyes if he had succeeded in practicing.

Bailang nodded: "It's done, but not completely done."

Medea was curious: "Unfinished work? Is it a technical problem?"

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