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... oes favor you," came a voice that was neither salty nor bland. Zhou Lin, who had been in the living room, appeared at the kitchen door, arms folded, leaning against the door frame, his eyes half-closed as he looked at Cheng Zhiwei.
He had been there for a while, but Cheng Zhiwei only had eyes for the chicken soup and hadn’t noticed him.
Of course, he saw Cheng Zhiwei squinting her eyes in satisfaction while enjoying the chicken soup, a content smile curving her lips, her demeanor ...
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