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... physical!
Xie Yan rubbed his hungry flat stomach, took a few steps outwards, but stopped at the kitchen door.
Leaning against the kitchen door, he looked at Xia Qiu's busy figure in the kitchen, and a slight warm smile twitched to his lips.
I still remember that when he was young, Xia Yizhang's rice was as unpalatable as he could make it, which was so poisonous that he didn't even want his tongue, but he ate it for more than half a year.
Later Xia Yizheng bought a re ...
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