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... eat better at home, Wen Wenyao has learned cooking for a long time.

“Like.”

Song Nanqiao tasted the meat slices in the bowl, and nodded slightly to Wen Wenyao, it was really good.

She noticed Wen Wenyao's fingers, which were as white as green onions and had been scalded with a small piece of red.

"If you like it, let me cook for you." Wen Wenyao raised his head with a sweet smile on his face.

"I'll do it."

"Why?...don't you like it."

"I ...

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