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... re you doing?" Yu Wen asked.

Yougu glanced at him: "Wait Shu Xue to sort out the correction process."

Yu Wenyan wondered: "Repair procedure? When did you find it, why don't I know?"

"No, I've been there."

Yu Wen blinked, digested for half a minute, and finally reflected the meaning of this conversation: "Sister Xiaoxue ... corrected the program ... will not be the one in her belly ?!"

Bewildered: "Well."

Yu Wenyi said, "How do you divide it? Birth?"

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