There was a knock on the door, and Su Can put on an apron that Lin Anqin usually wore to open the door. What caught her eyes were black and white eyes, blinking smartly, and a smile on her lips. She was about to hug him, but the greasy apron hesitated and waved. He waved his hand, brother, where did you get the apron? Why is it so dirty?...
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