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Mo Xiyan's charming face carried a smile that was as gentle as spring water. Under the warm color of the candlelight, her originally fair and clear skin became even more tender and tender.

As if he had been bewitched, Murong Yu couldn't help but obediently walk in front of her and obediently sit down. He then received the bird's nest and started to eat.

It was sweet but not greasy. The smooth