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... Wen Jin lazily.

  Wen Jin is on the phone to explain the food delivery.

  Yu Anwan didn't speak the whole time, only when Wen Jin asked Yu Anwan what he wanted to drink.

  Yu Anwan said something casually.

  Wen Jin hummed, then hung up the phone directly.

  In the living room, it was quiet, only Wen Jin and Yu Anwan were there, and the others had gone nowhere.

  Wen Jin's eyes fell on Yu Anwan's body, as if he was exploring and sizing him up.

   ...

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