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Black lines streaked across his face as he stared at the refrigerator, which was filled with instant noodles and rice balls. Qiuye embarrassedly pulled up his blanket and covered it, pretending she did not hear what Yue Yang said.

He rushed into the bathroom and took a look. The damnable woman really didn't prepare his things.

"I'm going out for a bit!"

She turned around, grabbed her keys