"In this porridge, there are not as many grains of rice as dirt and gravel, and there are branches and grass roots and countless rice worms floating in it, is this porridge? This porridge is given to you, will you drink it? ”

The Twelfth Prince watched his head being pressed by Qin Ming getting closer and closer to the surface of the porridge, and the fear in his heart was also completely churned, looking at the pot of porridge in front of him that was enough to make people feel disgusting just by looking at it, he didn't care about it......

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