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... ice calling his name.

What are you doing, it's not Sunday?

Is Dad willing to slip back?

Lin You slowly opened his eyes, and pressed his somewhat dizzy head. In the gradually enlarged and clear field of vision, a familiar face with glasses and a slightly naive head came into view.

Cow son? Liu Jun? !

what's the situation?

Lin You's sleepiness dissipated for the most part. Just as he was about to say something, he noticed the surrounding environment and c ...

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