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Qin Xiaoxia felt Tang Zhenzhen's fingers pinching her arm, making her gasp in pain. She could only nod: "Yes, yes, yes... I remember. There are five dollars of Zhenzhen's in my study notebook.",As a result, he firmly refused to help her transfer out of the silk weaving factory where she worked three shifts a day, standing for ten hours at a time.,In her heart, there was a secret, liberating sense of pleasure.。