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... ia Mitchell. Does she really need to be this surprised?
Nia Mitchell nervously sat down, her hands holding a bowl of soup as she stared at the bowl of plain rice in front of her—the one Maxwell Peary had eaten from.
She secretly glanced at Maxwell Peary. He was sitting there, thoroughly enjoying his food. The sight of him like this made Nia Mitchell’s cheeks burn.
How suggestive.
But they had already done something so blush-worthy earlier, so what was exchanging b ...
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