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"Long Baobao." Wen Shang said angrily. This little devil ancestor actually helped him speak up?

"Two laps." Long Tingchen said.

Long Baobao knew that resistance and framing were useless, so he sat on the bed and cried sadly.

He was a pitiful child, but his mother did not want him. His father did not want him to be a pitiful child.

"Long Baobao