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Xuan Yu's eyes revealed an obscure emotion: "Soon."
The author has something to say: Jing Nan: Please call me Jing.Light Bulb.Nan. Xixi and I are professionals in making light bulbs.
Xiaoyu: I've got that in mind. Next time you and Xixi tickle each other, I'll bring Du Heng to watch.
Feng Gui: Don’t come near me, I’m angry!
Once I ate delicious lotus root dumplings in a big hotel. They were freshly fried and crispy. Fried food is delicious!
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