"Xiao Gui, don't worry." Mo Er Qian pinched Mo Liu Gui's face and sighed, "You're too kind and worry too much. Let me handle this, I have my ways." But I'm sorry to disappoint you. I have no intention of helping him. Instead, I'm going to make him suffer under the guise of an illness, regardless of whether he was truly sick to begin with.
Rebirth of a Cannon Fodder from a Novel
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