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"Hee hee."

Yue Ying could hear the sadness in Chu Xiao's comforting words. She immediately giggled. "Do you miss your mother?"

"Good, this little girl is actually taking care of your father!"

Chu Xiao pretended to be angry as he pinched her little hand, "The wings have grown harder, huh?"

"Nope."

Yue Ying pouted. "Daddy is just missing my mother