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... air conditioning, only a single fan whirring away, barely stirring the air.
After just two bites, Zhou Mochen was choked by the spice and started coughing. He grabbed a napkin to cover his mouth, his forehead beaded with sweat from either the heat or the spice—he couldn’t tell which.
He looked utterly disheveled, a far cry from his usual cool and detached demeanor.
As she watched him, Xu Su thought, ’I should be laughing.’ And then she did, a small smile gracing her lips ...
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