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"Right." Zhong Luozheng's arms tightened around Xia Xiaomin.

It was unknown how much time had passed. Xia Xiaomin was so tired that she almost couldn't stand up. However, she couldn't bear to call Zhong Luochen. She could only stand there.

Zhong Luochen also felt it. She slowly opened her eyes and let go of Xia Xiaomin.

"Continue." With that, he left the kitchen with a faint smile