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The footprints on the ground were very small. They must have belonged to Xi'er.

Leng Xuan hastened his steps. The food in his arms was still warm. If he was too slow, it would be bad if he let her eat food that was cold. His stomach would hurt.

Sigh, Leng Xuan, who was wholeheartedly thinking for Xi'er, did not know that the stomachache was fake