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... dn’t wait to scrape a bit of cream from the edge with her index finger and tasted it—it was great. She stuck her finger in her mouth, nodded at Ji Chicheng, and while licking her finger, she looked up at him, "The peach flavor is amazing, Uncle Ji, what flavor do you like?"
Ji Chicheng watched Ji Anning’s enthusiastic performance, a gentle indulgence spreading across his lips as he stepped back and lazily leaned against the windowsill.
Then, he spoke softly, "I like you."
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