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... Zihang was standing at the kitchen door and eavesdropping, honestly finding her singing to be quite passionate.

After waiting for nearly an hour, dinner was ready.

Huo Zihang had already eaten several pills to ease digestion.

He originally thought that Yan Jinyi would whip up a feast of poisonous dishes.

In the end…

She simply served up two bowls of scallion noodles.

Besides…

Pointing at the bowl in front of him, Huo Zihang remarked, “Do ...

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