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Ling Jichen has a kind of crazy feeling. Obviously, he is a very normal man. It's so hard for Mao to force himself to eat vegetables all the time and eat meat for Mao??

"honey, please bear with me." Seeing Ling Jichen as eggplant beaten by frost, Leng Yinuo laughed wildly. He touched Ling Jichen's lips with his fingers, gave him a wink, untied his apron, and tied it to Ling Jichen's waist. "Honey, it's hard for you."

"OK, let's go. I'll fry two eggs." Fortunately, Ling Jichen's love for lengyunuo has reached the extreme. Even if the fire is extinguished, he can't be satisfied. But he can see...