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But Fang Yunjing saw it, and immediately rushed over, whispering: "Are you stupid? How big is it?"

Founder smiled: "It's okay."

"Don't you say you have no money? You have no money to eat?" Fang Yun asked quietly.

What Founder was about to say, Li Shaocong had already come over there, and the two had to say no more.

Fang Yunjing whispered to the red child: "Your dad is so stupid, don't you care?"

The red baby said dumbly, "Have you ever seen a son lik ...

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