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... just been placed on the neighboring table.
That sweet aroma was drilling into Mu Fan’s nose, and his stomach issued a timely gurgle.
This was embarrassing!
A few nearby people shot glances in their direction.
But they weren’t looking at Mu Fan...
It was the fatty they were staring at!
The fatty’s face turned beet red, wishing he could point at Mu Fan and shout, "It’s not me, it’s him!"
But his hand was still gripping Mu Fan’s sleeve.
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