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... e of steaming, oily, fragrant roasted chicken.
On one side of the square table, Xiao Yunluo sat with her arms over her chest, her lavender eyes fixed on Feng Yu Die across the table. Her expression was extremely serious, like a stern mother lecturing her child.
How could a mere idiot do things that she couldn't do, and so calmly?!
She was clearly an idiot!
Every time Ye Anping encountered danger, she failed to help.
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