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Even though the temperature in the room wasn't low, Lu Yiyao's gaze still tensed up. He quickly walked over and gently pulled up the thin blanket that had slipped off the floor.

"Mom …"

Lin Ange, who was sleeping, suddenly let out a low mumble.

Lu Yiyao lowered his eyebrows, bent his knees, and half knelt down.

"Mommy …" "Mom …"

Lin Ange continued to call out to him