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... ed over there. When the customers left, he called his father ah To hug.

Huang Qianyi said with a smile that the child was really a ghost.

Gao Yang didn't pay much attention to it at first, but later discovered the problem a few times. This child was just an idea of ​​a stomach.

As long as an outsider is present, he is especially good-natured, and almost every person who sees it will say that the child is good-natured and never cry. When only the people he knows are present, ...

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