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... ped to the middle of the corridor.

   In front of him, there seems to be nothing.

   But this time, the two reacted quickly, and almost immediately lowered their eyes and looked at the ground.

   Then, the two were stunned.

   A naked baby, lying on the side of the door, raised his round face, and looked at the two of them curiously.

   The three of them looked at each other, wide-eyed.

   Qin Yin tried his best to digest the scene in front of him.

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