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... rwardly at everyone and then barged into the inner room. He didn’t pay much attention and continued to sit there, listening to Mr. Cheng discuss biographies and their casual chatter.
If he knew that his daughter was busy rushing to make his jacket, he would have probably jumped up long ago, afraid that his precious daughter might hurt her hands or eyes.
Zhou Jiao saw him rush in, holding a package of fur, and her eyes brightened. Because her son was asleep, she walked slowly to Z ...
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