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... lace had a good environment. It was quiet, beautiful, and not on the street at all.
Gu Qianye’s large eyes flickered as she stared at An Zheng, seemingly trying to see through his thoughts.
An Zheng sat there eating breakfast.
“”Why?””
Gu Qianye couldn’t help but ask.
Of course An Zheng knew what she was asking about. He drank the last of the rice porridge and patted his stomach contentedly, “”I was thinking on the way, but I can’t hide. Then I asked mysel ...
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