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... eiwei shrugged. "I'm the past. He'll drive me out."

"There are so many bowls today. Go and have a look. Has he finished washing them yet?"

Qin Yihan smiled at Bai Weiwei.

In fact, he has something to say to two xiaomengbao. He doesn't want Bai Weiwei to hear these words. He's afraid that Bai Weiwei will be unhappy when she hears them.

After all, robbing children is certainly not a good thing for a mother.

"Daddy, do you have anything to tell us about Mommy ...

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