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Chapter 142

Chapter 142

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Jun Wen had a vague sense that Elder Nangong's words carried a hint of sourness. Still, it didn't matter. These pastries were truly delicious. The outer crust melted on the tongue, while the filling was soft, chewy, and sweet.

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