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... icious or exquisite, he had never touched it in more than 20 years of life.
Faced with those determined eyes, Xiao Ruiyuan stopped Yan Junyu who was about to speak. He was too lazy to explain, stretched out his slender fingers, and picked up a piece of sweet food sent by the sixteenth prince as those people wished. He put the pastry to his lips and took a bite, but looked at Mo Yan.
Mo Yan also happened to look up at Xiao Ruiyuan. She was not sure about Xiao Ruiyuan's preferences, ...
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