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... eam rising.
The pale green garlic chives were thrown into the pot for a test, small pieces of yellow rice cake of moderate thickness were tightly piled together, and the soup was golden yellow.
"Is it ready?" Qianqian poked her head in from outside the kitchen.
Her voice was gentle, completely unlike her usual demeanor.
Qianqian’s appearance interrupted Jiang Nian’s motion of reaching for his phone. He tossed the phone into his pocket and glanced at the boiling ri ...
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