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... sFantasy Translation
Moving to the educated youth point, without those fly-like people buzzing around, not only does Ling Chengyan feel comfortable and at ease, but even little Xing’er becomes visibly more lively.
Look, at lunchtime, she secretly leaves a small piece of roll and half a bowl of porridge in her bowl, claiming she’s full.
Ling Chengyan smiles and taps the little girl’s nose: "Finish your own meal, I’ve prepared food for Dahuang."
Little Xing’er can’t be ...
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