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Leng Qingche sat on the bed and lightly hugged her little head.

"Be good, don't cry, don't cry … I will protect you in the future. "

He gently stroked her hair, as if coaxing a child. Who said that his body temperature would make people feel warm and his embrace would make people lean on him? At this moment, all of his tenderness had been poured into his embrace