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Chapter 572 is not a good smell.

There was a look of nostalgia in Liang Youzhu's eyes.

When I was a child, there weren't many children in the east courtyard. She was the youngest and a girl, so she liked to hang around behind Fu Chenshi and them. She would cry when they didn't let her play.

Over time, I got the title of being a squeamish person.

This nickname was given to me by this piece of shit Qi Zhuangzhuang.

Liang Youzhu stopped her tears, sniffed, and asked softly, "Last time I heard ...

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