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Finally, Pann Xiaoman got tired and stopped her kicking.

She squatted down and began to cry again. In her throat, the whimpering sounds were like the desperate howls of a wounded animal. She cried and cried, she cried and cried, tears almost ran down her face, her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

This made Helian Mo feel as if his heart had been cut. He squatted down, picked up Pann Xiaoman