He knows more than just playing mahjong and smoking.
Better at hitting her and slapping her.
Mo Tingshen held his slender waist with one hand, looked down at his beautiful face slightly, and pinched a cigarette between his fingers.
The lights were not turned on in the room, and the faint moonlight splashed through the window, and the faint fire of the cigarette butts flickered, reflecting the beautifully contoured side face.
Taomi was held in his waist and sat on his legs, with a delicate look on his fingers and lips, with a hint of curiosity.
He glanced at her faintly, squeezed the cigarette and took a breath, and the faint smoke exhaled from his thin lips, emitting hormones intentionally or unintentionally, which was fatal and sexy.
Taomi frowned slightly, and was forced to suck his second-hand cigarette. Seeing him pinching the cigarette and taking another breath, she leaned over and instinctively shrank back.
With the iron arm around his waist, he couldn't retreat at all, so he could only block his lips by tying his waist.
Mo Tingshen held her waist and pressed her back to the back of her head, holding a cigarette in the other hand, and her thin lips blocked her tender mouth as if she was so happy to kiss her. She evacuated a little, took a sip of the cigarette, and then blocked it again.
The strong and mellow tobacco smell all flowed into the tender mouth.
Her brows were frowning, her tender body was huddled in his arms, and the back of her head was tightly clamped by a big palm, and she couldn't retreat.
His kiss was strong and hot, with the smell of tobacco, which made her feel no breath, and she plundered every inch of her lips as strongly as she could.
The smell of tobacco seemed to carry a strong hormone, swimming all over her nerves.
It was as if a general was patrolling every inch of his territory, dyeing his fragrant and tender body with his smell and branding his only mark.
After loosening her thin lips and her tender mouth, she opened her lips slightly and gasped deeply. Her handsome face was close at hand, and her high nose bridge was almost over her.
He sucked a cigarette, and the smoke from his thin lips blew, spraying it all on her face.
Taomi held her breath and closed her eyes tightly, her little face was about to wrinkle, and she shrank her neck and opened her face to hide from his lips.
Have you learned it?His eyes always fell on her face, with a patrol sound, and his voice was quiet and dumb.
The cigarette in his hand was pinched away unexpectedly. Mo Ting was stunned for a moment, and Jiaojiao in his arms had already taken a deep breath.
The strong smell of smoke came into his throat, and Taomi choked and went to hug his shoulders while coughing.
The little girl lay on the man's shoulder, her tender voice choked and coughed, and she looked delicate and weak.
Mo Tingshen gently stroked his back to make her feel happy, and as if he was coaxing the child, his eyes became increasingly helpless.
Who made you smoke?He scolded him, but his tone could not hide his pampering. He gently pressed his palms to the back of his head and went to the back of his neck, patting his back to coax.
Taomi's little head pressed against his shoulder and kept coughing softly.
The cigarettes he smokes are all top notch, and the caramel blends with the burning pine wood is not bad.
It's just that strong and primitive smell that she still struggles to adapt to.
Mo Tingshen hugged Jiaojiao in his arms and patted her gently.
At the moment, he had no intention of doing anything else, so he could only coax people to sleep.
Turn off the light and pull the curtains, no one noticed a slight light in the corner of the carpet.
Mo Tingshen was awakened by a smell of smoke in the middle of the night. He got out of bed and found that the carpet was almost half burned.
The person in the bed was still sleeping, and the quilt was kicked away halfway.
He woke up the person, turned around and went out to get the fire extinguisher.
Taomi slept soundly, but she was stunned when she woke up.
Seeing that the carpet was burning, I woke up instantly, and instinctively picked up the nearest bottle of water spray.
Scream
Mo Tingshen came back with a fire extinguisher and saw her holding a small bottle of spray
Scream
Dodge!He frowned.
What's that little watery thing for?It's better to urinate more.
He shouted in a cold voice, and when he looked up, he was carrying a fire extinguisher. She held the spray bottle and was in a hurry. In the hustle and bustle, a bottle of makeup remover that was not tightened on the bedside table was knocked down.
A large bottle of makeup remover oil leaked all over the floor.
I don’t know what flammable ingredients are inside, but when I encounter flames, I burst into flames.
The smoke in the house was burning, the fire alarm lighted up, making a harsh alarm sound.
Taomi bounced up from the bed, rolled up her sleeves and wanted to put out the fire. She was strangled by a huge force from her waist, and her whole body was carried over to her shoulders with her head facing down.
Mo Tingshen carried people out to take refuge and asked the hotel security to deal with the fire scene.
The two of them opened another room downstairs and went to bed until the middle of the night.
The next day, she was not very listless in training. At night, she was dragged into the car with exhaustion and was pulled to a private club by him.
I'm sleepy~ I want to sleep~ Her voice is delicate and she looks reluctant.
Be good, go back after playing for a few games.He coaxed gently, but his arms were wrapped around his waist and carried the person in, so strong that he could not be argued with it.
This club is different from what she has been to before.
The luxury of classical atmosphere is all about.
Taomi felt that if her family pretended to be like this, she would have to say a seat when the guests came.
The waitress wearing a cheongsam opened the mahogany door and a gangster and a slutty voice inside, "Oh, are you here?"Give Xiao Mo a seat.
Peach honey: ...
The decoration in this room made her unable to help but want to kill her.
For example, the person across the table kept shaking his legs.
Nie Yuankai shook his legs, held a mahjong card in his hand, and played it out with a bang.
Late again!Lu Mingyuan spoke slowly.
I asked them to play mahjong and I was the last one to come.
Gu Xicheng squatted on the chair with both legs, and a mahjong card between his nose and his pouting mouth, and he was seriously studying the row of cards in front of him.
Can you do it?He didn't move for a long time, and Lu Mingyuan disliked and urged him.
Mo Tingshen lowered his eyes and glanced at the row of cards, and played one out. After a few rounds, Gu Xicheng succeeded in the Hu card.
This one doesn't count!Lu Mingyuan is playing a rogue.
How do you calculate what others replace?
Gu Xi was still wearing mahjong under his nose, and he pouted and turned his eyes to look at him, very dissatisfied. He was like a bird who was poor in gambling. You can close the casino as soon as possible!
As he spoke, he fell on his mouth with a mahjong plaque on his mouth and fell onto the table.
The casino owner can say that this doesn't count?
I can't lock up the casino with you, this fat sheep.Lu Mingyuan was not annoyed, but just mocked him.
The two of them slammed each other without any permission. The bodyguards of Make up the numbers gave up their seats. Mo Tingshen sat down casually, put his arms around, hugged the person in his arms, and casually pinched a mahjong plaque with one hand.
Taomi was held in his arms, cramped and at a loss.
Sitting on this chair, she felt that she was about to ascend the throne...
Mo Ting glanced at her indifferently, his arms were tightly circled, and he opened his mouth with a deep mouth, looking at her carefully.Motion to her to learn.
Taomi looked very seriously, staring at his card code, touching and playing cards, but he didn't know how to read the skills at all.
He held a card between his slender fingers and rubbed the card casually, but his eyes were always on her. His hands holding her waist were never honest, and he touched it up little by little along the delicate waistline.
Gu Xicheng held a card in his hand, rubbed his nose with his index finger under his nose, raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side, then glanced at the left and right, and hesitantly played an 80,000 yuan.
Mo Tingshen sat lazily on the chair, wandering around the delicate curves with one hand, and casually putting them on the mahjong table with the other hand, throwing out a card.
Taomi looked at him holding a card with his hand on the table, and her thumb caressed the card face casually.
Note it secretly.
It depends on the slender and beautiful hand-held card push.
All are seven pairs.
Regardless of whether she learned it or not, he got up and hugged her and walked out, turning a blind eye to the people in the room scolding.
Have you learned it?He hugged her waist, lowered his eyes and asked, without looking at her.
Taomi hesitated for a moment, nodded, pursed her lips and spoke in a low voice, "Tell me how to shoot."
His eyes were slightly darker, he sat in the driver's seat, put one hand on the steering wheel, looked at her with a slight smile, teaching you to kill me?
He leaned over and tied her seat belt.
If you can't shoot, you can make a hole in him. If you teach her, you will kill him?
If you don’t teach me, you can kill your life!She threw out a slight sentence.
He still bent down to pause the man wearing a seat belt. When he raised his eyes, a strong sense of oppression had already gathered in his dark eyes.
The chin was pinched by big hands.
Taomi looked nervously as she looked at her unidentified eyes wandering across her lips, her whole body shrouded in danger of evil spirits.
you're right.His eyes looked dangerous, and his lips were curled up in a playful curve.
I can only shoot the gun.He pinched her chin with one hand and leaned slightly closer. The low and mute voice scattered in her ears, which was very sexy and seductive.
She can even hold him if she doesn't know how to play with a gun, so he can't teach her.
The gun can only be held in his hand.
A low sentence was erotic ambiguity, Taomi's face was ashamed and annoyed, and her eyes kept dodging.
You are good, you are afraid and obedient when you look at her little animal. Mo Tingshen is in a very good mood. He rubs his tender face and whispers to coax her softly, and can only be within my range.
Her eyes were filled with shame and annoyance of being teased.
My little eyes looked at him coldly, and I couldn't help but feel sarcastic. Can't you ejaculate?
His eyes were darker, he looked over with a deeper look, his voice was lowered, don't provoke me.The force of rubbing her face became heavier, which was threatening.
He glanced at her again, and he turned the steering wheel and the car started.
As soon as she returned to the hotel room, Taomi was blocked by her tall body and pressed against the door, and her hard muscles were tightly pressed against her.
Shooting twice allows you to feel the range, huh?The hot breath in my ears carries a strong hormonal breath.
Taomi wanted to say a few soft words and let him let her go, but she was afraid that she would be so beastly.
I'm tired~ She hugged his waist and acted spoiled.
She didn't sleep well yesterday.
Jiaojiao softly showed weakness. Mo Tingshen was very fond of this, his eyes softened, he hugged someone and kissed him a few times, pressed down his crotch and moved his long hair with one hand. How many days will he do?
Peach honey stammers.
She didn't know either.
He raised his hand and tightened the person, almost rubbed it into his arms, his voice was low and hoarse, and he turned around to supply me.
The tone seemed to be what she owed him.
Taomi laughed dryly, it must be yours to make me replenish.
He owes public grain to pay.
His eyes became darker and he looked at her with a deep look. I don’t think you look tired.
Taomi regretted it as soon as she spoke and wanted to sack herself.
Make you humble!
She was really tired... Her eyes drooped and her voice was depressed. She showed him her fingers that were plucking the piano and red. She looked like a listless little bird. I was so tired... I only recovered when I saw you happily...
Because she was so happy that she recovered a little blood.
Mo Tingshen's eyebrows and eyes were unconsciously satisfied and very happy.
He pinched her soft and tender fingertips with one hand and rubbed her gently, with a little pampering in his eyes.
Judging from her good deeds, she allowed her to owe it first.
But you have to make up for it in multiple ways.
……
The students taught by Teacher Mo are lazy.
In the training studio, Taomi muttered to review opera while whispering mahjong, which was very perfunctory.
Road guide, come to see the training?
Road guide.
Hearing a few greetings, Taomi touched a mahjong plaque and hummed a song.
It seems that the director of this movie has his surname Lu...
The body reacts faster than the brain, and the back straightens instantly, and the lazy humming sounds are even more vivid.
There was a chuckle behind me, a very young voice, you were just lazy.
Now it feels wrong.
Taomi turned around and her eyes were surprised.
Didn't expect it was me?Lu Qiao pulled a chair and sat down, looked at her with a faint smile.
Are you a director?She asked.
Deputy.Lu Qiao always had a faint smile on his face. Looking at this beautiful face, there was a hint of fascination in his eyes.
To be precise, the director is his father.
He took the position of an assistant director and came to the group to experience it.
Lu Qiao's eyes accidentally swept across the delicate figure wrapped in silk, forcing his eyes to fall on a pile of mahjong placards on the table.
Road guide, see the girls’ training results?The instructor came over and asked.
This little director is the young master of the road director. It can be seen that the road director is going to focus on cultivating this son and has a bright future.
Um.
Lu Qiao responded lightly, his eyes fell back to her, he stood up and passed by her, with a smile on his lips, don't embarrass me.
The clear and moist voice lowered slightly, with a slightly calming youthful feeling.
Peach honey blinked.
He said this, just as Ming said that she came in through his back door.
Taomi thought it was just a joke, but she didn't expect the director and producer to arrive one after another.
Watch the girls show their results.
There are a few girls who have studied drama and it is very easy to perform opera folk music.
But peach honey is a foundation.
She hasn't learned anything yet.
Better at hitting her and slapping her.
Mo Tingshen held his slender waist with one hand, looked down at his beautiful face slightly, and pinched a cigarette between his fingers.
The lights were not turned on in the room, and the faint moonlight splashed through the window, and the faint fire of the cigarette butts flickered, reflecting the beautifully contoured side face.
Taomi was held in his waist and sat on his legs, with a delicate look on his fingers and lips, with a hint of curiosity.
He glanced at her faintly, squeezed the cigarette and took a breath, and the faint smoke exhaled from his thin lips, emitting hormones intentionally or unintentionally, which was fatal and sexy.
Taomi frowned slightly, and was forced to suck his second-hand cigarette. Seeing him pinching the cigarette and taking another breath, she leaned over and instinctively shrank back.
With the iron arm around his waist, he couldn't retreat at all, so he could only block his lips by tying his waist.
Mo Tingshen held her waist and pressed her back to the back of her head, holding a cigarette in the other hand, and her thin lips blocked her tender mouth as if she was so happy to kiss her. She evacuated a little, took a sip of the cigarette, and then blocked it again.
The strong and mellow tobacco smell all flowed into the tender mouth.
Her brows were frowning, her tender body was huddled in his arms, and the back of her head was tightly clamped by a big palm, and she couldn't retreat.
His kiss was strong and hot, with the smell of tobacco, which made her feel no breath, and she plundered every inch of her lips as strongly as she could.
The smell of tobacco seemed to carry a strong hormone, swimming all over her nerves.
It was as if a general was patrolling every inch of his territory, dyeing his fragrant and tender body with his smell and branding his only mark.
After loosening her thin lips and her tender mouth, she opened her lips slightly and gasped deeply. Her handsome face was close at hand, and her high nose bridge was almost over her.
He sucked a cigarette, and the smoke from his thin lips blew, spraying it all on her face.
Taomi held her breath and closed her eyes tightly, her little face was about to wrinkle, and she shrank her neck and opened her face to hide from his lips.
Have you learned it?His eyes always fell on her face, with a patrol sound, and his voice was quiet and dumb.
The cigarette in his hand was pinched away unexpectedly. Mo Ting was stunned for a moment, and Jiaojiao in his arms had already taken a deep breath.
The strong smell of smoke came into his throat, and Taomi choked and went to hug his shoulders while coughing.
The little girl lay on the man's shoulder, her tender voice choked and coughed, and she looked delicate and weak.
Mo Tingshen gently stroked his back to make her feel happy, and as if he was coaxing the child, his eyes became increasingly helpless.
Who made you smoke?He scolded him, but his tone could not hide his pampering. He gently pressed his palms to the back of his head and went to the back of his neck, patting his back to coax.
Taomi's little head pressed against his shoulder and kept coughing softly.
The cigarettes he smokes are all top notch, and the caramel blends with the burning pine wood is not bad.
It's just that strong and primitive smell that she still struggles to adapt to.
Mo Tingshen hugged Jiaojiao in his arms and patted her gently.
At the moment, he had no intention of doing anything else, so he could only coax people to sleep.
Turn off the light and pull the curtains, no one noticed a slight light in the corner of the carpet.
Mo Tingshen was awakened by a smell of smoke in the middle of the night. He got out of bed and found that the carpet was almost half burned.
The person in the bed was still sleeping, and the quilt was kicked away halfway.
He woke up the person, turned around and went out to get the fire extinguisher.
Taomi slept soundly, but she was stunned when she woke up.
Seeing that the carpet was burning, I woke up instantly, and instinctively picked up the nearest bottle of water spray.
Scream
Mo Tingshen came back with a fire extinguisher and saw her holding a small bottle of spray
Scream
Dodge!He frowned.
What's that little watery thing for?It's better to urinate more.
He shouted in a cold voice, and when he looked up, he was carrying a fire extinguisher. She held the spray bottle and was in a hurry. In the hustle and bustle, a bottle of makeup remover that was not tightened on the bedside table was knocked down.
A large bottle of makeup remover oil leaked all over the floor.
I don’t know what flammable ingredients are inside, but when I encounter flames, I burst into flames.
The smoke in the house was burning, the fire alarm lighted up, making a harsh alarm sound.
Taomi bounced up from the bed, rolled up her sleeves and wanted to put out the fire. She was strangled by a huge force from her waist, and her whole body was carried over to her shoulders with her head facing down.
Mo Tingshen carried people out to take refuge and asked the hotel security to deal with the fire scene.
The two of them opened another room downstairs and went to bed until the middle of the night.
The next day, she was not very listless in training. At night, she was dragged into the car with exhaustion and was pulled to a private club by him.
I'm sleepy~ I want to sleep~ Her voice is delicate and she looks reluctant.
Be good, go back after playing for a few games.He coaxed gently, but his arms were wrapped around his waist and carried the person in, so strong that he could not be argued with it.
This club is different from what she has been to before.
The luxury of classical atmosphere is all about.
Taomi felt that if her family pretended to be like this, she would have to say a seat when the guests came.
The waitress wearing a cheongsam opened the mahogany door and a gangster and a slutty voice inside, "Oh, are you here?"Give Xiao Mo a seat.
Peach honey: ...
The decoration in this room made her unable to help but want to kill her.
For example, the person across the table kept shaking his legs.
Nie Yuankai shook his legs, held a mahjong card in his hand, and played it out with a bang.
Late again!Lu Mingyuan spoke slowly.
I asked them to play mahjong and I was the last one to come.
Gu Xicheng squatted on the chair with both legs, and a mahjong card between his nose and his pouting mouth, and he was seriously studying the row of cards in front of him.
Can you do it?He didn't move for a long time, and Lu Mingyuan disliked and urged him.
Mo Tingshen lowered his eyes and glanced at the row of cards, and played one out. After a few rounds, Gu Xicheng succeeded in the Hu card.
This one doesn't count!Lu Mingyuan is playing a rogue.
How do you calculate what others replace?
Gu Xi was still wearing mahjong under his nose, and he pouted and turned his eyes to look at him, very dissatisfied. He was like a bird who was poor in gambling. You can close the casino as soon as possible!
As he spoke, he fell on his mouth with a mahjong plaque on his mouth and fell onto the table.
The casino owner can say that this doesn't count?
I can't lock up the casino with you, this fat sheep.Lu Mingyuan was not annoyed, but just mocked him.
The two of them slammed each other without any permission. The bodyguards of Make up the numbers gave up their seats. Mo Tingshen sat down casually, put his arms around, hugged the person in his arms, and casually pinched a mahjong plaque with one hand.
Taomi was held in his arms, cramped and at a loss.
Sitting on this chair, she felt that she was about to ascend the throne...
Mo Ting glanced at her indifferently, his arms were tightly circled, and he opened his mouth with a deep mouth, looking at her carefully.Motion to her to learn.
Taomi looked very seriously, staring at his card code, touching and playing cards, but he didn't know how to read the skills at all.
He held a card between his slender fingers and rubbed the card casually, but his eyes were always on her. His hands holding her waist were never honest, and he touched it up little by little along the delicate waistline.
Gu Xicheng held a card in his hand, rubbed his nose with his index finger under his nose, raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side, then glanced at the left and right, and hesitantly played an 80,000 yuan.
Mo Tingshen sat lazily on the chair, wandering around the delicate curves with one hand, and casually putting them on the mahjong table with the other hand, throwing out a card.
Taomi looked at him holding a card with his hand on the table, and her thumb caressed the card face casually.
Note it secretly.
It depends on the slender and beautiful hand-held card push.
All are seven pairs.
Regardless of whether she learned it or not, he got up and hugged her and walked out, turning a blind eye to the people in the room scolding.
Have you learned it?He hugged her waist, lowered his eyes and asked, without looking at her.
Taomi hesitated for a moment, nodded, pursed her lips and spoke in a low voice, "Tell me how to shoot."
His eyes were slightly darker, he sat in the driver's seat, put one hand on the steering wheel, looked at her with a slight smile, teaching you to kill me?
He leaned over and tied her seat belt.
If you can't shoot, you can make a hole in him. If you teach her, you will kill him?
If you don’t teach me, you can kill your life!She threw out a slight sentence.
He still bent down to pause the man wearing a seat belt. When he raised his eyes, a strong sense of oppression had already gathered in his dark eyes.
The chin was pinched by big hands.
Taomi looked nervously as she looked at her unidentified eyes wandering across her lips, her whole body shrouded in danger of evil spirits.
you're right.His eyes looked dangerous, and his lips were curled up in a playful curve.
I can only shoot the gun.He pinched her chin with one hand and leaned slightly closer. The low and mute voice scattered in her ears, which was very sexy and seductive.
She can even hold him if she doesn't know how to play with a gun, so he can't teach her.
The gun can only be held in his hand.
A low sentence was erotic ambiguity, Taomi's face was ashamed and annoyed, and her eyes kept dodging.
You are good, you are afraid and obedient when you look at her little animal. Mo Tingshen is in a very good mood. He rubs his tender face and whispers to coax her softly, and can only be within my range.
Her eyes were filled with shame and annoyance of being teased.
My little eyes looked at him coldly, and I couldn't help but feel sarcastic. Can't you ejaculate?
His eyes were darker, he looked over with a deeper look, his voice was lowered, don't provoke me.The force of rubbing her face became heavier, which was threatening.
He glanced at her again, and he turned the steering wheel and the car started.
As soon as she returned to the hotel room, Taomi was blocked by her tall body and pressed against the door, and her hard muscles were tightly pressed against her.
Shooting twice allows you to feel the range, huh?The hot breath in my ears carries a strong hormonal breath.
Taomi wanted to say a few soft words and let him let her go, but she was afraid that she would be so beastly.
I'm tired~ She hugged his waist and acted spoiled.
She didn't sleep well yesterday.
Jiaojiao softly showed weakness. Mo Tingshen was very fond of this, his eyes softened, he hugged someone and kissed him a few times, pressed down his crotch and moved his long hair with one hand. How many days will he do?
Peach honey stammers.
She didn't know either.
He raised his hand and tightened the person, almost rubbed it into his arms, his voice was low and hoarse, and he turned around to supply me.
The tone seemed to be what she owed him.
Taomi laughed dryly, it must be yours to make me replenish.
He owes public grain to pay.
His eyes became darker and he looked at her with a deep look. I don’t think you look tired.
Taomi regretted it as soon as she spoke and wanted to sack herself.
Make you humble!
She was really tired... Her eyes drooped and her voice was depressed. She showed him her fingers that were plucking the piano and red. She looked like a listless little bird. I was so tired... I only recovered when I saw you happily...
Because she was so happy that she recovered a little blood.
Mo Tingshen's eyebrows and eyes were unconsciously satisfied and very happy.
He pinched her soft and tender fingertips with one hand and rubbed her gently, with a little pampering in his eyes.
Judging from her good deeds, she allowed her to owe it first.
But you have to make up for it in multiple ways.
……
The students taught by Teacher Mo are lazy.
In the training studio, Taomi muttered to review opera while whispering mahjong, which was very perfunctory.
Road guide, come to see the training?
Road guide.
Hearing a few greetings, Taomi touched a mahjong plaque and hummed a song.
It seems that the director of this movie has his surname Lu...
The body reacts faster than the brain, and the back straightens instantly, and the lazy humming sounds are even more vivid.
There was a chuckle behind me, a very young voice, you were just lazy.
Now it feels wrong.
Taomi turned around and her eyes were surprised.
Didn't expect it was me?Lu Qiao pulled a chair and sat down, looked at her with a faint smile.
Are you a director?She asked.
Deputy.Lu Qiao always had a faint smile on his face. Looking at this beautiful face, there was a hint of fascination in his eyes.
To be precise, the director is his father.
He took the position of an assistant director and came to the group to experience it.
Lu Qiao's eyes accidentally swept across the delicate figure wrapped in silk, forcing his eyes to fall on a pile of mahjong placards on the table.
Road guide, see the girls’ training results?The instructor came over and asked.
This little director is the young master of the road director. It can be seen that the road director is going to focus on cultivating this son and has a bright future.
Um.
Lu Qiao responded lightly, his eyes fell back to her, he stood up and passed by her, with a smile on his lips, don't embarrass me.
The clear and moist voice lowered slightly, with a slightly calming youthful feeling.
Peach honey blinked.
He said this, just as Ming said that she came in through his back door.
Taomi thought it was just a joke, but she didn't expect the director and producer to arrive one after another.
Watch the girls show their results.
There are a few girls who have studied drama and it is very easy to perform opera folk music.
But peach honey is a foundation.
She hasn't learned anything yet.
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