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... ing smile on his face, An Xiaxia shuddered.
“No, no… I can run. I can…” She let go of the telegraph pole and trudged on.
Sheng Yize jogged with ease while she panted and followed him on her short legs.
When they were finally done and got back home, Sheng Yize fed Cola and Pepsi first, then darted her a glance. “Aren’t you going to make us some breakfast?”
“Huh?” An Xiaxia was baffled. “Me? Cook?”
Sheng Yize had never let her into the kitchen sinc ...
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