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... noisy.
At this moment, in the teahouse’s private room, a young girl was holding a piece of osmanthus cake in her hand. Her mouth was full of sticky osmanthus cake, but her beautiful curved eyes were filled with a satisfied smile.
Seeing her eating so happily, Fu qingchen’s lips curled up into a faint smile, and he couldn’t bear to look away from her.
brother Fu, thank you for treating me to such a delicious pastry. It’s more enchanting than us. di Ling ‘er swallowed the ...
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