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At dinner time, they cooked by the clear pond, chatting and laughing, enjoying themselves to the fullest.
When the vegetable soup was ready, Lin Yixuan served two bowls – one for his sister and another for Baoya.
“Ah-wu.”
Baoya intimately rubbed against his wrist, trying her best to act cute and coquettish.
“Yixuan, why aren’t you having soup?”
Lin Qingluo sensitively noticed that he had something on his mind, her eyes flickered, and she ...
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