Shirley started to rummage through her satchel, and said while rummaging: "Look, uncle, I'm really sorry that I got you into trouble.
Then, you gave me good things like flash bombs and taught me how to fight. I thank you from the bottom of my heart, you are a good uncle.
It's not that I don't understand the truth, so... a small gift is not a respect, hehe, I don't have anything good, so don't dislike it. "
Said, handed over
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