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... er, Ye Siming stretched out a hand and gently pressed the little guy's head.
He lowered a pair of unruly eyebrows: "I'm wet and you still hug me?"
Gu Nuo'er looked down at her little skirt.
"However, Nuobao's clothes are also wet. Does brother Siming dislike me?"
Ye Siming suddenly released his hand, and Gu Nuoer threw himself into his arms.
The little guy raised his head, his bright eyes smiled like a crescent moon.
"Brother Siming, let's go and have a ...
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