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... rother’s class. He took his younger brother and played with him in the past. The classmate, with the teacher’s inattention, gently touched the head of Tang Yixi’s child, and then Find a hair and pull it.

Tang Yixi’s little boy’s sharp eyes stared at him coldly, and the classmate immediately thought of it, my god! Such a small child, murderous is so heavy.

"Sorry, sorry, child, I accidentally pulled your hair, I apologize to you." The student quickly apologized.

After Tang Yi ...

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