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In the small kitchen, Li An'an was preparing dinner. After a lengthy chat, Chu Yichen finally stopped talking about locking her up.
Long Ting strolled into the small kitchen carelessly. "So this is the love nest my cousin bought you. Not bad. The environment is acceptable."
Li An'an walked over carrying the glass of water. "Excuse me."
Long Ting didn't have time to dodge before his sleeves got wet. He really wanted to flare up, but when he looked at the man sitting on the sofa, he suppressed his anger. In any case, it wasn't like he didn't gain anything. Now that he had exposed Li An'an's identity, he would be able to enjoy his food openly.