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The children began to doubt life.

Am I the biological child of my father's mother? Did you pick it up on the road?

Mu Yu and Lu Shimo's interest was piqued.

A man with a cold personality covered his son's body with snow. Mu Yu was lying on his back and would occasionally help to add another handful of snow.

"Mommy, mommy!" The child called out to her in dissatisfaction.

Originally cold