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ried the porridge out, and after a while, he came back in with a steaming bowl of porridge. Lin Meng's mood gradually calmed down.He ladled her some porridge. She took it and ate it slowly, finishing...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！r meticulously cultivated coldness crumble. This man was cunning; he would arrange exquisite dinners for her every day, yet never appear himself, as if afraid to intrude upon her. But whenever she ate...