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... made by Xie Daochang himself. The big and red hawthorns were pierced with bamboo sticks and covered with a thick layer of syrup, which made them not so sour.
Jing Zhao ate until his cheeks bulged, and the sweet and sour taste spread from between his teeth to his heart.
It's just that it was sweet, but she couldn't help but shed tears.
The next moment, the candied haws that were not finished in his hand were suddenly taken away, one hand touched her face, and then wrapped he ...
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