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"Mother …" "My wife …" Yu Wen Yin coughed a few times, he seemed to be unable to resist Ling Shuang's strange behavior, and then slowly sat down beside her with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

Ling Shuang raised her eyes and looked at Yu Wen Yin. The current Yu Wen Yin had a few less coldness, but there were a few more bewitchment