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"Woo woo …" Ni Er's tears flowed even more violently. As she cried, her white, tender, and meaty hands slowly wiped away the tears on her face. "I don't want to be a mother …" "Ahem …

She cried like a child. That's right, she was only 18 years old. She couldn't be a mother! Mother! She had to go back to find her mother …

Hua Yinchen looked at her dumbfoundedly