"Firewood, rice, oil, salt, and rice." Yi Jing didn't feel that there was anything wrong with lifting this flower pot with her bare hands, and gave Lan Yi one, was there anything wrong with it.

"......" who doesn't eat firewood, rice, oil, salt, and rice. Lan Yi glared at her depressedly.

"Yijing, you have so much strength...

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