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... oks everything by himself. The taste is good and the speed is fast.

Putting the food on the table, he called, "Come and eat."

"Hand pain, can't get up." Zhao Jinxin muttered.

Li Shuo was really convinced: "The door is your hand, not your brain, get up."

Zhao Jinxin moved and moved over, not looking good. Li Shuo saw that his fingers were more swollen and purplish than before, and it was a bit scary. The deeper the guilt in his heart, he opened the chair: "Come, sit."< ...

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