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Chapter 877: Tonight, I Am Your Gift
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... this morning and made a sea salt cake just for you."
"Okay."
Mo Chuxi would never say "no". Naturally, whatever Yan Xinxin says goes.
She smiled, delighted, and turned on the room lights, adjusting them to a soft, warm setting—it’s not too bright, capturing a romantic ambiance.
The two of them sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window. Yan Xinxin cut the cake, using a fork to feed a piece to Mo Chuxi.
"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious."
"T ...
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