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... m the bedside table, gently wiping away the little one’s tears, softly coaxing him.
"Who just cried?"
"Which little crybaby was crying?"
As if knowing Jun Moyan was talking to him, the little one drinking his milk responded with a couple of nasal "hums," sounding adorably aggrieved after his tears.
"Was it An’an?"
"Was An’an the one who cried?" Jun Moyan smiled as he talked to him, loving the sound of his small whines.
The little one held the bottl ...
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