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Andrea looked at Lance, and put her hand on his cheek, “Your family has too many properties. I’m afraid I will be in trouble.” “Did I need you to do anything?” Lance reached out and pinched her face, “You don’t have to do anything.” The kitchen was very large, and apparently everything was ready. There were also some ingredients on the table. Lance threw the seafood into the sink, brushed and cleaned it. He was very serious and charming when he did things. Andrea didn’t know if he’s good at it. Compared to the last time he cooked a bowl of noodles for her, everything was going on methodically this time. Looking at him, Andrea was completely unable to give him a hand. Lance wouldn’t let her help him. It’s difficult for Andrea to imagine that a man with cleanliness would touch thes