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... ge, Hong Yi, who had just finished dealing with some matters and was planning to go downstairs to sleep, curiously asked.
Zhang Menglong and Lu Yiyao both loved to slurp snail noodle soup, and their fridge was stocked with different brands of it.
"Looking for snail noodle soup," Zhang Menglong handed over a bowl, "Want a box?"
Hong Yi smiled awkwardly, "No, I can’t handle the smell."
"What a pity!" Zhang Menglong sighed.
"Mr. Zhang, why are you not resting ...
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