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... a big table of her favorite dishes.
He Lan leaned against the door, smiling at him in front of the busy figure in the stove, his eyes unconsciously revealing a touch of tenderness and gentleness.
Chaucer looked up and saw that Helan looked at himself with such a look, and his heart was hot, and the meal could hardly be done.
Helan walked in with his slender legs and pushed him gently on the cupboard.
Chaucer’s body was suddenly stunned, the blood kept tumbling, and th ...
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