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That night, the two of them had dinner at home. Xiang Chen Xi sat on the sofa and flipped through the magazine. Tao Chu Liang came over and sat beside him. Tao Chu Liang habitually leaned on Xiang Chen Xi's side, but very quickly, she frowned slightly.

"Aiya, Uncle, you haven't bathed for a few days, your body is about to turn sour." Tao Chu Liang acted as if he detested his