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... lanced at the orange grove.
Then looked at Bai Zhi’er obediently waiting.
He ultimately didn’t ask to eat another orange.
Bai Zhi’er felt a cold, slender hand grasp her chubby fingertips.
Following Brother Ju Zi, she was never afraid of falling, nor was she afraid of getting lost!
The little one’s steps were light.
"Brother Juzi, why do you have a bit of callus on your palm?"
Feng Fuce lowered his cold gaze, looking at the little one beside ...
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