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... to a son was like giving birth to a nemesis.
Liang Xun didn’t want to continue this topic. He took the windmill, held Jing Yao’s hand, and pulled her into the courtyard.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west. The sunset covered half the sky, and even the grass had a warm beauty.
Liang Jing lay on the grass and crawled around like a little top. He was very fast.
Seeing this, Liang Xun couldn’t bear to look at him.
Jing Yao was so happy that her eye ...
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