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"Poetry?"
"Ok?"
"What happened to you? How is it as dead as Xing Ze." Mu Xi was helpless.
"No, I was thinking about things."
Mu Xi rubbed her lips, then took a thermos from her handbag and handed it to her: "Give."
Yun Shishi took the thermos from her hand and couldn’t help but be surprised: "What is this?"
"Ginger soup, I just cooked it for you." Mu Xi said, and said again, "You are not going to take a picture of the rain in seven o'clock? I hope ...
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