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... as racing, and her cheeks felt a little hot.
It felt like she was about to do something very sacred.
The wind had been rising at night these days, it was a bit chilly. She went to his cloakroom and picked out a few warm coats for him.
She also had Xiaotao go to the kitchen to pack a bowl of the soup that wasn’t finished yet in an insulated container.
She made it yesterday—a simple soup with white radish, pork ribs, and yam.
Light and refreshing, it repleni ...
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