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... go back."
"No..." Tang Jinyuan swallowed his mouth, and his parents told him that they should not eat at Sanchao.
"Call you to eat and eat."
Cloud painting at a glance knows what this kid is thinking, she ignored the kid's restraint, turned into the kitchen, the pot of oil, the onion **** and garlic scented, throw the chopped chicken into the fry.
In an instant, the smell of the nose is filled.
Tang Jinyuan took a few deep breaths, but it was really fragrant! ...
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