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... used to make.”
“I’ve always remembered the taste that you like so over the past few years, I’ve been cooking for myself rather often in order to ensure that my skills do not decline. I was afraid that you might not like my cooking anymore.” Mo Xiyan scooped some soup into her bowl and began drinking it. She seemed to be hinting at something.
However, Rong Yan didn’t catch it.
After taking a few casual bites, Rong Yan put his chopsticks down, wiped his lips with a na ...
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