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Dr. Zhao's legs were hugged from behind and just as she wanted to shout out, she heard her own son's voice, "Mom, why did you guys just come out?

Little master Zhao Shehui's tone successfully amused Ning Qing, "Brother Zhao, how old are you? White hair? "You really can think of something."

Zhao Shehui moaned: "Little Aunt Qing, you're not allowed to laugh at me, I'll be angry."

Saying that

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