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... She is simply the spitting image of her daughter. Usually, if her daughter can’t do it, she most likely can’t either.
She’s always by his side, chanting: “Hubby’s tired, hubby’s so tired… tired, tired, tired…”
And that’s pretty much it.
He never saw her display any remarkable strength.
“Then I’ll start helping with the count now,” said Little Sweetie, stretching out all ten fingers.
“Okay,” Wu Zichun took a deep breath, emulating Luo Jinxun’s stance at hom ...
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