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... staring at him in a daze, looking slightly surprised. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his own face and asked in confusion, "Uncle, is there something on my face?"
The middle-aged man didn’t answer, but Tong Xi, who was standing nearby, did.
"Young master, there’s nothing on your face."
"Nothing?" Zhao Yao rubbed his little face again, "If there’s nothing, why would Uncle look at me with such astonishment?"
The middle-aged man seemed to recall something ...
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