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She held the bowl of porridge in front of Ye Cheng and gave it to Wang Mo Niang, "Mother, have some porridge."

Drink, drink, there's something good in it.

Ye Zhaozhao's movements were skillful, and Ye Cheng, who was sitting beside him, felt his heart ache so much that his eyes turned red.

Without waiting for Wang Mo Niang to make a move, Ye Cheng picked up the boiling hot bowl and said, "Ah Mi

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