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110 - I Can Do a Little Running… I Think?
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2021-10-07 23:59:11110 - I Can Do a Little Running… I Think?
“Eat?”
Qing Wu You blinked, before turning to face his trusted servant Xiao Ku, as if trying to make sure he wasn’t mishearing things. When he saw his servant look back at him with a nod, Qing Wu You stared at his thin wrists and his skinny arms.
‘Is my first task to increase my appetite? Is it because I look smaller than my age? Does Boss want me to build up my body first? Should I ask my maids to make more rice…?’
Yin noticed the weird expression on the young boy’s pretty face that immediately returned to normal in a blink of an eye. Though both Xiao Ku and Qing Wu You were trained by the imperial household on how to maintain neutral appearance in front of people, Yin’
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