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Lu Qinghan had a light sleep. Even though Yan Zhi's movements were small, Lu Qinghan still felt it.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry?" Lu Qinghan asked, clearly worried.

He still felt that he was dreaming. His eyes followed Lu Qinghan closely. "Hungry."

"Ok, wait a minute. I will bring it to you right away," Lu Qinghan said and ran away