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... Yinhe stared at the woman in the photo album, a face completely different from Si Mingjing’s.
"Dad, isn’t it pitiful not to have a wife to warm your bed?"
Mo Yinhe thought for a moment. "Indeed, it’s quite pitiful." Even though she’s just a wall away, I can’t just go over and sleep with her. I can only flip through this photo album, pining. There’s no one in the world more miserable than me.
"Luckily, I have a wife. Dad, I’m off to find my wife to warm my bed for me. Bye- ...
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