Xie Zhiliang's bread was very fragrant, but Gantang didn't have the appetite to eat it anymore at this time.

She put down her knife and fork and poured herself half a glass of ice milk with some unhappiness, and then looked over when she saw Xie Zhiliang's gaze, "Does the milk want to be hot?" ”

"Yige and I are used to drinking ice, and the warm milk has a strange taste." She said.

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