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... uldn't help covering his mouth with both hands, chilling.

Ni Guangnan said with a smile: "Pang, let's eat hot pot at night. I know there is a copper pot of lamb, which tastes very good."

"Okay!"

Pang Xuelin will naturally not refuse.

Pang Xuelin followed Ni Guangnan into the car. The two found a copper pan mutton restaurant near Dashilan. They first requested a copper pan soup base, and ordered freshly cut lamb, lamb leg, lamb upper brain, hair belly, shrimp slipper , ...

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