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... again.
And this time, Luo Mio didn't remove the petri dish's hand, and felt a slight throbbing from his hand.
Like, heartbeat.
The first time I saw this situation, I felt it was novel.
More is an unspeakable expectation.
His hand gently caressed the petri dish, and there was love on his face that he had not noticed himself.
"Baby, you have to be good, be good."
The golden light shines again.
"Dad is waiting for you to grow up. When the time ...
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