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Ah Ling dodged backwards, the unwillingness on his face deepened. "I won't do anything about the kitchen, and furthermore, Zisang and I are second class girls, how can we be the ones to do such rough work?" As she spoke, she turned around to look for someone, locking her gaze onto those girls who had just finished changing.
"You," Ah Ling casually pointed to Shan Nai