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When everyone reached the table, they all picked up their scissors and began to use their imaginations to cut off the patterns they wanted.

Qi Qingge moved closer to Qi Fengxi. "19th brother, what do you want to cut?"

Qi Fengxi laughed in silence.

Qi Qingge pouted and then moved next to Su Ruo. "Deacon Su, what about you? What kind of patterns do you want to cut?"

Su Ruo replied