PREVIEW
... cheng was counting the lunch boxes stacked on the table.
He wasn’t just stuffing food into the packages; each lunch box had a different set of dishes.
This situation of getting meals for others must have happened many times; Xu Pengcheng even remembered everyone’s preferred tastes, and kept them in mind.
As he counted, his body was involuntarily starting to react physically, and his stomach began to make drumming sounds.
"Seven, eight... ah!"
Suddenly.
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