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... . “No, I’m just asking.”
She put her spoon down and drank from the bowl instead.
The temperature was just right.
Xiaojiao who sat between Su Yue and Ming Ansheng followed suit. She grabbed the bowl by the sides and poured the porridge into her mouth.
Ming Ansheng felt that she was an exact miniature replica of Su Yue. His black eyes were shining with affection.
Xiaojiao finished the porridge in no time. Then she pulled a tissue to wipe her mouth. ...
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