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... hold Erbao for me for a second. Isn’t he cute? I tell you, nephews are like their uncles, I have a brother..."
While speaking, Hong Tao shoved the child into Chiang Xiao’s arms.
The child was particularly robust and very dark, sticky with something unknown in his grasp, a thick snot hanging from his nose, waving his hands trying to grab her hair.
Chiang Xiao immediately stood up, stepping back two paces with a stern face, "What are you doing?"
Absurd!
Who ...
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