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Looking at the array of delicious dishes, Zhi’er only swallowed her saliva twice.
However, the little one took the initiative to pick up her favorite braised meatball and placed it in Feng Fuce’s bowl.
Feng Fuce looked calmly before asking, "Why aren’t you eating? Aren’t you usually fond of this dish?"
Zhi’er climbed onto the chair beside him, picked up the bowl, and fed the meatball to Feng Fuce’s lips like an adult taking care of a child.
Her eyes wer ...
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