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"Ahem, you're right."

Lin Qing said awkwardly.

"Alright, I'll go cook."

With a gentle smile, Mu Wanchun turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at Mu Wan Chun's back as she left, Lin Qing's heart was in a mess. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond. He couldn't do it, he couldn't not do it. His balls hurt a bit.

Ten minutes later, Mu Wanchun came out from the kitchen