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Chapter 187: What Wish?
able to bear it any longer, retorted loudly, her pretty face flushed with anger as she glared at the man.Well, you hit a nerve there.Fu Mo's black pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze shooting towards...ee dishes and one soup, it was rather plain, but the two people, one pregnant and the other who disliked meat, ate with relish. 。During the meal, the old man paused his chopsticks, as if remembering...