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"Little girl …"

"Okay, okay."

Hua Rong put down the comb and looked at it carefully. When she was satisfied, she rubbed his forehead and said softly, "It's done. Let's go. "

At the seaside. The Little Tiger looked at the five-tooth warship's sail rising high into the air, and ran towards the boat happily: "Mother, are we going out to play?"

"Yes, Abba will bring the Little Tiger to play