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... u Qingfan reached for the grocery basket in Zhang Yiyi’s hand and hung both baskets on the hooks.
"Let’s head back," he said, handing one of the helmets to the girl.
Zhang Yiyi took it obediently but then shook her head.
"Hmm? What’s wrong?" Xu Qingfan asked, puzzled.
"I want some ice jelly," Zhang Yiyi murmured, pressing her face against his back.
Their favorite ice jelly shop had recently moved to New Era Square, just a few hundred meters from the market ...
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