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Jin Weiwei sighed, his head resting in Little Rich Son's embrace, looking at the moon in the sky.

Mo Ba and the others were shivering from the cold. Seeing Jin Weiwei wearing the cloak that he had bought, he felt unresigned. It would be better to give it to this woman.

prince was too biased.

In the middle of the night, Jin Weiwei, who was sleeping soundly in Little Rich Son's embrace