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... face.
More than half a year later, a layer of short hair grew on her head, and the maid of the Ming family racked her brains to give it a small ponytail.
Minglang and Mingzhu waited in front of the door in person. When they saw her getting up, they whispered: "The dining hall has prepared breakfast, including Beizhao flavor and Southern flavor. It's up to you to choose..."
Ming Lang washed her face and Ming Zhu wiped her hands.
"After breakfast, I'm afraid I have t ...
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