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... death?
“Mom, I’m so tired, can you carry me?” Yibo peeked at Ye Zhenzhen carrying Song Yuchen and began to act coquettishly toward Han Jiangxue.
Han Jiangxue’s brows furrowed slightly, she was already dead tired, and now she had to carry Yibo, the little fatty. Deep down, she felt nothing but resistance.
However, with Ye Zhenzhen right in front of her carrying Song Yuchen, it wouldn’t be good to refuse Yibo, “Okay, mommy will carry you.”
“Yay! Thank you, Mom!” ...
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