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Thinking this way, Xue Yuzhu felt that she should understand Luo Wuhen better.
"What do you want to talk about?"
Lying on the sofa, Luo Wuhen narrowed his eyes, looking at Xue Yuzhu and asked.
"En..." "How do you feel about the hotpot tonight?"
He didn't know if he should ask directly. In the end, he felt that asking directly seemed to be a bit impolite