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"Then can we take Little Fatso away now?" Si Xiaobao raised his head from the man's arms.

"Yes." The man lightly responded and held the youth's hand as he stood up.

The following auctions were in full swing, but their goal was already reached. Even the rarer items had no interest in.

When they walked out of the door, they saw a man standing at the door. It was the man who delivered the milk