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Chapter 1212-Under the Ancient Well

    

fied,he pulled out his hand suspiciously, looked at the only half of the peach cake, and a string of distinct tooth marks on it, swearing mouth,"Grandma, which little thief stole my peach cake" Let me... a daze in his wheelchair, hugged Lu Bao pomelo directly, and a rare glimmer of reason appeared in his silent and empty eyes. < br > "Lu Bao Pomelo!" Fang Mo rushed forward immediately and began to ex...