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... she had ordered and leisurely twirled her legs as she ate noodles.
Later, it turned out she did the right thing, because
Pu Xiaohan was flipping the beef rolls in the pot with public chopsticks, scanning the group, “Whose meat is this?”
“Not me.” This person’s eyes darted away.
Zhang Shize, stroking his stomach, spoke up warily, “Neither is it mine.”
“Your intestines, you eat them…” Someone was accusing another.
“Don’t talk nonsense, this damn thi ...
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