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... ed to open her eyes to know that it was He Xing. The next second, she felt a warm kiss on her forehead. “What are you thinking about with your eyes closed?”

Du Yue opened her eyes and looked at He Xing’s smiling eyes. “Tell me, if we give birth to a child at this time, how should we raise them?”

At present, there was only thick fog. In another year or so, eternal night would come. After four years of eternal night, there would be deadly acid rain.

No matter how she thought a ...

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