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... from the box. The person opposite was leisurely enjoying the soup, while Cheng Qiaobei’s plate was clean. At some point, he had lost his appetite while sharing the table with him.
Cheng Xiangheng put down the bowl of soup, "The soup is good, have a taste."
Cheng Qiaobei remained motionless, quietly waiting for an answer.
Cheng Xiangheng: "You don’t like soup?"
Cheng Qiaobei spoke with a double entendre, "Soup doesn’t fill you up, might as well skip it."
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