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Hearing that, Mu Yu laid on his shoulder and did not move.

Lu Shimo held her fart and lightly walked around the ward.

"Not in a good mood?"

"Nope." Mu Yu'er rubbed her face against his neck and said in a low voice.

Lu Shimo's thin lips sank.

You're in a bad mood?

As long as she was stubborn.

"Wait for Uncle Lin to come, then I'll go with you."

He hugged Mu Yu gently and said softly