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"Then why did you make a move?" Little Mo looked up at the club while lying on the bed, but she still frowned.

The society seemed to have a guilty conscience. They looked around with their deep eyes, and said childishly, "I, I, I still haven't reacted."

"For a boy to be able to practice the art of acting like a spoiled child to such an extent, isn't that a bit too outrageous?" Xiaomo laid there