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... "For adults, children don't care."
Wen Xien rubbed the child's messy hair even more. The child lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.
After taking a simple bath, the two cuddled into the quilt, and the child rolled into her quilt again, revealing a pair of eyes, dark, clean and weird.
Miao Hua is a small stove, not the same as Wen Xien's cold temperature. He almost got hot after staying in the bedding for a few hours, but when Wen Xien slept alone, ...
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