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... nk I'm an idiot?" Qin Jiu sneered, not only didn't get close to Chi Feichi, but continued to distance himself, turned around and returned to the dining table, dug out the contents of the two bags, and warned, "If You bit me, and today you have to cook by yourself."

Ok? Gin is in charge of cooking today

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