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Jiang Liran walked in.

She bent down and looked at the cakes.

It was as if he suddenly thought of Han Mu Chen.

He felt that since this man was so childish, he should be suitable for that sort of cartoon style.

"What do you think of this? I think it's especially suitable for Han Mu's strange personality."

"But it's just a food."

Jiang Yiyi held her forehead helplessly