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The next day, early in the morning.
Li Xiaoyao, as usual, got up early to practice boxing and cook breakfast.
After the events of the previous night, Tang Tiantian's fondness for Li Xiaoyao had grown further, finding this man to be especially dependable. During breakfast, she couldn't help but steal additional glances at him.
Li Xiaoyao had long noticed her looking at him, but he didn't ask. It was better not to embarrass the girl with a bashful disposition.
After breakfast, the two left to hail a taxi. As they neared Tang Tiantian's workplace, she suddenly asked, "What would you like for dinner tonight? I'll cook."
Li Xiaoyao paused for a moment, then replied with a smile, "Whatever is fine, I'm not picky about food."
Tang Tiantian smiled sweetly, "You said it, you're not allowed to complain about my cooking being bad."
"I won't, I won't. Even if it's bad, I'll eat it," Li Xiaoyao sensed that her affection for him seemed to have deepened.
