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... freshest shrimp, and made you this oil-stewed shrimp. Give it a try and see if you like it?”
Zhao Xiaohui put a big shrimp into Zhu Xiangxiang’s bowl and said with concern.
Zhu Xiangxiang instinctively frowned, looking at Zhao Xiaohui’s chopsticks.
In the Zhus, they always used serving chopsticks to share dishes, not their own, which was unhygienic.
Zhu Xiangxiang put down her chopsticks, her eyebrows tightly knitted.
The man sitting opposite her rolled hi ...
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