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... high and sat down at the dining table to prove that her conscience was clear. There were two bowls of millet porridge, different types of dimsum, eggs and even a pitcher of milk on the dining table.
It was definitely a sumptuous spread.
“You cooked all this by yourself?”
Gu Mohan gave her a questionable glance that implied too well what he was thinkingーthat she thought too highly of him.
“I bought it.”
Tang Mo’er groaned inwardly at he ...
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