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In Mint’s hands was a basin, while in Osmanthus’ hands was a box of food. With smiling eyes, they greeted Wu Xingzi, then deftly arranged what they were carrying on the table. 𝗳𝒓𝙚e𝓌e𝚋𝙣𝚘𝐯𝙚𝙡.𝑐૦m

“Hmm?” After putting the basin down, Mint’s little nose twitched in the air. She seemed to have smelled something, and on her little face was puzzlement. Seeing that, Wu Xingzi’s heart pounded anxiously, the tips of his ears turning red.

Due to the dream, Wu Xingzi had woken u ...

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