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... ng the parrot in front of Gu Qingluan without hesitation, craftily implicating their small companion. “Mother, it wasn’t me; it was Xiaomei!”
“Young master, you’ve stolen my words!”
Parrot Xiaomei flapped its wings, opening its curved and delicate beak, attempting to defend itself.
Gu Xiaonan glared at it threateningly. “Do you still want to go out and play?”
Under the coercion and temptation of her little master, Xiaomei could only nod with tears in her eyes. “It ...
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