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Wen Yao quietly looked at the white pot in the mandarin duck pot, because the dining table in Jiang Shuyi's house was a long table, and the place where she sat was a little far away from there, out of reach.
Wen Yao tried to pinch it, but failed.
Just like most things that exist in this world, Wen Yao has no obsession with things. If she doesn't get it once, she will just give up.
Lin Qing wanted to ask Wen Yao what dish he wanted, Jiang Shuyi directly put ...
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