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... palm of a tall man, petite and delicate.

  If Lu Jinghao sent something else, Xia Zimu might not accept it.

   But candy is different.

   One is cheap, there is no psychological burden to accept it, and the other is that Xia Zimu really likes sweets, and it is difficult to resist the temptation of candy.

  She took the glass bottle, "Can I have a taste first?"

   Lu Jinghao's thin lips curled up slightly, "If it doesn't taste good, you won't accept it?"

...

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