"Humph, I don't want to talk to her. I've never listened to her. I only know how to pretend to be brave. I really don't know what's in her brain. She doesn't want to take care of herself when dancing. She knows that painting is happy and broken her words. Although she complained, she put an extra quilt on the dancing side, to save the pain of pressing the wound when she sleeps. She said, "I know that the tea is good to me, not like someone who always talks to me. Hum." She got the sympathy of the tea, so she quickly put on a more pitiful show and became the united front with the tea. She worked together with the painting "I don't want to talk to you. It's better that you leave my sight early so as not to worry about me." She was still very unhappy about the dancing side.
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