C358 Acid Pain

"Is your hand still sore?" Qi Xingyun changed the topic.

Chi Ziyu didn't understand why, but she still complained, "It's sour, it hurts, it hurts. It's all your fault for letting me practice so many words every day."

If it wasn't for Qi Xingyun supervising her reading and writing every day, she would have definitely slacked off.

"Then go back and lie down. I'll help you massage later."

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