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... glass is broken, and it's inconvenient for her, and it won't kill him if he pours her a glass of water.
"Huo Sicheng, pour me a glass of water."
Huo Sicheng had no expression on his face, "Why should I pour you water?"
Gu Qingcheng looked at Huo Sicheng knowingly questioning his face, feeling a little annoyed.
"I am sick."
"What does it have to do with me if you're sick? It's not that I'm sick. And don't look at me." Huo Sicheng's face was frosty, col ...
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