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Qin Sinian placed the ball of wool on the coffee table and lined up one by one.

"Let's weave something for the child!" He raised his eyebrows at her, trying to keep her emotions and attention under control. "Do you want to knit hats and gloves, except for the little socks?"

Sang Xiaoyu nodded honestly. "I want to ?"

Her dream was very full, but the reality was very hard