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Although Xia Ming was still twitching, he was trying really hard not to let his tears continue to fall.

"I... I'm not mad at my mother. I forgive her. " The little fellow stretched out its arms and wrapped them around Xia Ying's thighs, rubbing them together. All of its snot and tears landed on her thighs.

Xia Ying helplessly took the little guy off her leg