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... nd whispered: "I haven't cooked for a long time, cooking is a bit rusty, how about the taste?"
He looked at Qin Mu's gaze as gentle as water.
Qin Mu wouldn’t go with his stomach. Someone would cook for him. He wouldn’t deliberately refuse for the so-called face. He picked up the chopsticks and was about to start. The opposite side suddenly said: “Wait a minute.”
Qin Mu held the hand of the chopsticks, a pair of white slender hands stretched out, and gracefully removed a chic ...
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