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Ye Qianning was a little confused. After all, being only six years old and being too mature would make people suspicious.
A street, Xiang Minghou bought whatever was cute when he saw it, and after a while Ye Qianning hugged Xiaodui in his arms.
"Father, it's almost noon, you haven't chosen a birthday gift yet." Ye Qianning couldn't help reminding.
Xiang Minghou didn't care, he said while holding on to the hair rope: "Just choose a bottle and sen ...
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