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Yue Ya waved her son's fat hand at Chu Tang.

When I looked at the picture, it looked the same. It was only a short time ago, but the child felt a little older than the picture.

Chu Tang clapped at him, "Hugging?"

She smiled and handed her son over to her. "He still doesn't recognize anyone. It's fine, you can carry him however you want."

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