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Ning Qing facepalmed, "Put on your pajamas first, you're not afraid of catching a cold."

Xiangjun walked to the recliner at the side and joked, "Our house is so warm, why would we catch a cold?"

As he spoke, he quickly put on his clothes.

Lu Qingyao carried his daughter down the stairs, his youngest son following right behind him. His small eyes angrily stared at his father's back