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... perfect colour, flavour and smell. Ji Liao ran over for a look and suddenly felt that his mom was quite biased. She said she didn’t like He Cheng Ming but every time he came over, she always prepared a lot of good dishes.
Ji Liao was hungry and he picked up a pair of chopsticks for a taste but was stopped by Xu Ai Wen who was carrying some hot soup out. “Tang Tang, go and wash your hands.” Ji Liao pursed his lips, put his chopsticks down and reluctantly went to wash his hands.
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