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Chapter 418: The Fragrance of Ink and Wash

    

them to make what I like specially. Although there is a stove in my small courtyard, I can only make simple dishes, and complex dishes cannot be made. Besides, even if I could cook, no one would know...Ye Wenyan stuck out his tongue, "You don't hit smiling faces, I'm here to give you a gift. Senior brother wouldn't really throw me out, would you" 。u just can't die, then that's true torment. 。The old madam was now living in misery. She lay in the snow, her whole body shivering from the cold, and the knife in her heart seemed to be pressed a lit...