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... Ziqing’s brow twitched, "First, take a seat. I’ll have the waiter serve the dishes."
"Okay."
Tang Xiaohua sat down directly, even though she walked straight to her seat, she took in the entire decoration of the small private room.
She thought back to when she went to Xilin, and he was full of venomous words, yet he managed to clean and warm her bedroom, even sticking pink wallpaper for her.
Heart like a fierce tiger, delicately sniffing roses — such a description ...
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