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... the sight of hundreds of boxes of Wangzai Milk on the bed greeted them.
There were cans representing fifty-six ethnic groups, as well as cartons; all kinds of Wangzai Milk were available.
"Zaizai, do you like it? Mommy bought you Wangzai Milk!"
Once sober, Aunt Lai turned back into that drunken person.
"Aunt, I like it."
"As long as you like it, Mommy will bring you Wangzai Milk every day in the future!"
In fact, Li Zhiyan didn’t really like drink ...
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