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... our own body, Miaoyan hasn’t been found yet, and you’re killing yourself first!” Su Yingxue, holding up her skirt, chased after him with a bowl of medicine in her hand.
Even Chu Heng was trying to help with the chase. When Chu Heng, with his short legs, ran slowly, he would grab onto Shan Bao’s fur on its head, “Quick… quick, go help Mother catch Uncle, stop… stop Uncle—Achoo!”
He let out a loud sneeze, and Shan Bao hurriedly rubbed his head against him, wiping his nose clean. ...
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