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... you glaring at me? Hmph, in the kitchen earlier... don’t you dare be smug... and you’re still not content." Her voice grew smaller towards the end.
Just then, Su Xiaoxiao walked in from outside, holding a small wooden bucket filled with steaming hot white rice.
It was hard to tell whether it was the lingering effect from before, or the rising steam from the hot rice in her arms, but her cheeks were flushed, making her extremely adorable.
"Zhao Lang, Sister Lingfei, Siste ...
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