As soon as the meal was ready, I heard Pei Yanling's dissatisfied roar in the courtyard, "She is my beloved!" "Yanling, how do you talk to your mother?" Father Pei still said very flatly. "I'm not your puppet!" he roared and didn't speak again. Just now, the third dish was fried, and Pei Yanling rushed in, his eyes...

Chapter 123 of "Only the Affectionate Negative Year": I can't see the light I am hitting in my hand, please wait for a while,

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