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... d walked towards the study without wasting any more words.
In the study, Xiao Lu was crouching on the desk and was struggling to write something. It was a funny sight. I smiled and said: “Xiao Lu, what are you writing about?”
The child was panic-stricken and wanted to hide his stuff. He realized that he couldn't hide them, and was ashamed. He finally pleaded: "Daren, Xiao Lu admits his wrongs."
“What wrongs?” I laugh and ta ...
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