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... back?" Seeing her coming back, she walked out of the kitchen.
He was wearing a homely thin sweater with a wide open neckline, which made his collarbone white.
Qiao Nian glanced at it, then glanced at it again, then put down the bag casually, and spread it on the sofa: "Well, it smells delicious, what did you cook?"
Ye Wangchuan was still holding a spoon in his hand. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a deep smile flashed across his narrow eyes: "Pig ...
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