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Xiliang Mo looked at his smiling face, and for some reason, her heart felt warm. She picked up her skirt and walked over, kneeling on the prayer mat beside him.

"Here." Bailee Qing handed her a white jade bowl on the way.

Xiliang Mo took a sip, and the sweet and sour taste of the dish spread across her tongue. She could not help but sigh as she felt the peculiar heat of the day dissipate