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... od what Bo Yan meant by having room service deliver food. The things he ordered were particularly fitting for the occasion: grilled oysters, steak, and red wine. All of them were for recuperating energy after exertion.
Afterward, Xia Siyu had turned into a puddle of mush, sitting on the sofa in Bo Yan’s embrace, furious as could be, she articulated each word sharply, “Bastard!”
Bo Yan “hmm’ed,” and cut her a piece of Wagyu steak.
Xia Siyu cursed as she cursed, but she was ...
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