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... untain to play with the little sheep!"
"Uncle, the little squirrel is so cute, let’s help it make a nest."
"Uncle..."
Chen Ying sighed, realizing that thinking having a kid around was nice was definitely a moment of madness.
It’s not that kids are bad; it’s just he can’t enjoy this kind of blessing.
The word "uncle" was like Sun Wukong’s golden headband, almost driving him to the brink of collapse.
Luckily, right before the holiday, the little girl ...
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