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... left on Haitang's delicate lips. She was about to take the handkerchief, but he picked it up first and gently brushed it from her lips.

"If you don't like sweet soup, you don't have to force yourself." His voice was a little hard and hoarse.

After saying that, he lowered his head to himself, picked up the remaining small half bowl of soup, and drank it.

The smile on Ah Shu's face gradually converged, and she stared at him blankly, before saying in a daze, "How do you know th ...

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