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When their ice creams were served, Han Luo's face darkened at the sight of almond nuts all over her chocolate ice cream. She looked at Mo Yuan's vanilla ice cream on which he got red cherries.


'What luck!' Han Luo pursed her lips. She reached out toward his ice cream cup with her spoon and took two cherries from it.


Mo Yuan saw her action but didn't say anything. He knew that s ...

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