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"Young master ?"

Xiao Mo Xin did not heed her call, and directly walked in front of the wok. Just as he was about to insert his hand into the wok, a large hand grabbed his wrist.

"I'll do it!" Yu Chi Ming.

Xiao Mo Xin blinked her eyes, as a trace of smile appeared on her lips: "You're not afraid?"

"If you're not even afraid, then why should I be?!" Yu Chi Ming laughed deeply