Chapter 117
"She's fine." Cassandra smiled gently, "Samantha has been like this since she was a child. When she was six or seven years old, her mother asked her to buy vinegar. When she got home, there was only the bottom of a bottle of vinegar left, and she was completely taken care of by her drink."
Peter's heart trembled, "Aren't you sick?"
"No." Cassandra shook her head, only to be beaten, "Before she was thin, black and ugly, but after stealing vinegar, she began to change, she is white, tender and beautiful, I don't know if she was drinking vinegar or growing up. already."
"What a heresy." Peter felt relieved and took a sip from the cup next to him.
"You're the heretic." Samantha pouted in displeasure and counterattacked eloquently, "The two of you are bizarre, freaks, deformed, non-human beings, devils, monsters, bad embryos who specialize in bullying people... "
"Samantha, you can tell me why you are dissatisfied with me." Peter's handsome face turned glo

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