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... ered hands of the naughty child.
Colliding into the man's sturdy chest, Sheng Mumu lifted her eyes.
She saw Qi Mo's gaze tighten, his brows knitted together impatiently, his lips pressed in a flat line, emanating a bone-chilling coldness.
Slap, slap.
Two more slaps sounded out.
Only then did Sheng Mumu look over.
The naughty child's face was red, though it was unclear if it was from anger or being hit. His cheeks were puffed out, tears welling up i ...
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