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Li Chenbai rubbed his chin on her head and asked softly: "What are you thinking about? You're thinking of delicious food? "

Ye Zimu rolled his eyes. "I'm not a pig."

Her hair was as soft and smooth as a prefecture lord's, and Li Chenbai felt that it was nice to touch it. He couldn't help but rub his cheek against it and casually say, "Luckily, you're not