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... same biological clock. After washing up and going downstairs, she saw that Cen Juan had already prepared breakfast on the table in the living room.
The dried scallop porridge that had been carefully cooked and the millet that had been boiled until it was sticky emitted an alluring fragrance. He had also made pan-fried buns and youtiao. It was tempting.
The man looked up at her. His facial features were well-defined, and he looked indescribably seductive.
His eyes were fil ...
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