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Gong Nanling felt that what he just said was a little rude and could easily lead to a misunderstanding. He lowered his head and continued to eat his noodles, not uttering a single word.

Finished eating. He insisted that Gu Mengmeng sit down while he washed the dishes.

"Is your hand injured?"

"It's fine, don't you have gloves? You sit, don't move. "

Gong Nanling stood up and pressed his palm