"It's been three minutes, and the noodles should be ready." Ding Youmi opened the lid, and a burst of fragrance came to his face.

Instant noodles are junk food, which parents never allow to eat at home, and there are also restaurants in the military region. I can finally eat it once today.

Han Feiye raised his eyes and saw Ding...

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