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Wen Qiao blinked innocently, her clear, peach-blossom eyes seeming like little hooks that tickled one’s heart.
"Let’s go eat at this place, what do you think?" Fu Jinghen cleverly shifted the topic and did not continue on this subject with Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao glanced briefly and nodded, "I’m fine with anything, I’m not picky."
Fu Jinghen looked at Wen Qiao, she wasn’t picky?
The young girl was particularly choosy when it came to food. She only ate potatoes sh ...
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