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"What are you doing here? Did you come to bring me chicken soup?" Yi Tianlin stepped forward and held Murong Ning's hand.

"Ah, yes, I cooked it myself. Drink it while it's hot." Murong Ning passed the chicken soup to Yi Tianlin.

"You have something on your mind?" Looking at the absent-minded Murong Ning, Yi Tianlin said.

"No, no, drink quickly. Murong Ning urged Yi Tianlin to drink quickly