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Chapter six hundred and eighty sixth casual talk(2/2)

Then the pink fists kept hitting Lin Feng's body.

"You idiot, you are out of your mind. Who told you to throw it away?"

"Hey, if you don't want it, what's the use of me keeping it?"

"Who said my aunt doesn't want my milk anymore? I don't care. You pay for it. You pay for my apples."

"You said you didn't want it."

"My aunt is just talking casually, you should take it seriously!"

"I always take your words seriously!"

Su Xiaoman was stunned for a moment.

The fist hit Lin Feng's arm more and more recklessly.

Lin Feng smiled.

With a wave of his right hand, the apple unexpectedly appeared in his hand again.

Su Xiaoman was confused.

But the next second, with a whooshing sound, the girl snatched the apple from Lin Feng's hand, as if it was a priceless treasure, and held it tightly in her arms, fearing that Lin Feng would throw it away if he was not careful.
Chapter completed!
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