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Song Xiaoyu was confused. "It's that obvious?"

Fu Weichen was annoyed, and asked: "Am I that stupid?"

Song Xiaoyu lowered her head and picked up the spoon, gulping down mouthfuls after mouthfuls. The porridge was sweet, soft and sticky, melting immediately upon her mouth. No matter how delicious the porridge was, it couldn't compare to his understanding, causing her heart to feel warm