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... e skin of the child was slightly There is a feeling of whiteness.

Gu Bai saw that he felt very satisfied, and smiled at Xiao Gushan, chatting with him without a chat.

Xiao Gushan’s personality is quite simple, and it was not long before he was put out.

"Well... the place where I live, the house is big... with the ........."

"I am five years old this year... I don't work... I said that I am useless... Oh, my mother doesn't want me..."

"Bullying me... don't know. ...

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