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... t Xue had always been fond of the younger Xue Shuangtao.
Seeing her act coquettishly, with charming eyes and a playful expression, she was so adorable that one wanted to hold her and caress her.
It was not that she was not already irritated, but even if she had been truly angry, she would have been appeased somewhat, and with a smile already on her face, she said, "Only you know how to talk."
Xue Shuangtao said, "Could it be that you don’t like this poem, Aunt?"
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