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Fang Zhijun stared straight at Mei Hong for a while, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. However, he quickly concealed his expression and gently said, "Anything is fine. As long as it's something you make, I like to eat it."

Mei Hong's face reddened as she raised her head to look at him shyly. Then, she turned around and walked into the kitchen