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... softly, "An An, you are still young. You don't need to protect your mother now. When An An grows up, you can protect your mother."
“Really?” The little guy sniffed, but because he was so sad, there was so much snot that it hung under his nostrils.
Yun Qinghuan was a little worried about him at first, but seeing him like this made her want to laugh, so she suppressed her laughter, fearing that it would offend the little guy and make it difficult to coax him.
After all, this ...
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