“This is for Prince Yu. He likes pork chop porridge and potato pancake,” said Lin Feiyu. But Mo Fei grabbed Prince Yu’s share with quick hands and wolfed the food. Lin Feiyu frowned and looked at Mo Fei with blame. Mo Fei burped and looked at Lin Feiyu nonchalantly, “Lin, you don’t need to prepare so much for Lou Yu. ...
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