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... eater—so long as it was food, she would eat it.
Yue Tingfeng took a bite of the ice cream using the same spoon he had used to feed Yan Qingsi. It was mango-flavored, fresh and tangy… It was delicious.
“Don’t women like to eat this sort of thing?” he asked.
Yan Qingsi drank a gulp of the lemon-infused water. “We weren’t that close before. Why would I tell you I disliked it?”
Yan Qingsi never revealed much about herself, whether be it to strangers or people ...
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