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Yan Hong walked out from the side with his hands behind his back.

He reached out and removed the bowl of soup from the tray. There was even a thin handkerchief underneath.

In this era, such an action was no longer a hint, but a clear indication.

"Get lost!"

"I'm going to practice tonight. It's not like you haven't heard of the snoring before. I'm fine staying in the carriage by myself."

Jiang Li kept his handkerchief and decisively rejected Yan Hong's invitation ...

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